“Don’t worry about him! I know you were holding out on me with the details of your trip so I want to hear it all. What was it like? Did you meet anyone? Is it wrong that I secretly hoped you wouldn’t make any new friends?”

“Um, no. Anytime you ever mention another friend I instantly die a little inside.”

“That’s oddly comforting,” she says.

“I’m glad. But still, I’m sure you were fine without me. You’re close with way more people than I am. I could easily be replaced.”

Cristina nearly gasps. “What? Kara, you’re my human diary. I have been going nuts these past six months without you to confide in. With the honeymoon and all the trying for a baby stuff...you’re one of the only people I can talk to without a filter.”

She means every word. She really does tell me everything. It makes me feel selfish and petty for keeping her at an emotional distance for the past few months, but I’m about to repay her in full.

“I missed talking to you, too. I actually put a character like you in the book I’m working on now.”

“I can’t believe that after a year of misery trying to finish your last novel you suddenly pounded out another. I thought you went to Italy to relax.”

“Trust me, this latest manuscript is very much a first draft. Now I get to edit, edit and edit it again as I try not to slowly slip into insanity before I edit it twelve more times.”

“Well, I’m sure it’s wonderful. Your books are always amazing.”

I smile at her encouragement and take a breath. “I’m glad you think so because if you’re up for it, I’d love for you to read this one and tell me what you think.”

“Really?” she asks, seeming shocked. “You’ve never had me do that before.”

“I know, but this one is different and your input means a lot to me. Specifically, you can tell me if you like the direction I went in for the ending.”

Cristina’s surprised expression morphs into a radiant smile. “Of course! This is so exciting! Should I keep notes as I go?”

“Notes are always appreciated but on top of your feedback, I also have one rule. Once you start reading it, you can’t talk to me until you finish it all the way through.”

“What? Why? What if I have a question about something?”

I shake my head. “That’s the rule. Do you accept?”

She thinks about it for a few moments until she says, “Fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. But just know that I’m going to fly through this thing in less than a day. I can finally call and see you again and I plan on being your attached-at-the-hip friend/minion for the foreseeable future.”