“Nothing. I’ve just never known you to spend all night working on a personality test with a friend.”

“It’s not that weird.” Amelia bristled. “A lot of kids at my school are into the Enneagram.”

Whitney tried a different tack. Leaning over the counter, she rested her elbows on top. “So, did you figure out how alike you were?”

“We actually weren’t that similar at all,” Amelia answered a little sullenly.

Maybe Whitney’s instinct was right. She straightened up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Well, you know. Your dad and I took a compatibility test before we got married and we weren’t alike at all either.”

The look on Amelia’s face told Whitney she had said the wrong thing.

Again.

“Why would you compare me and Lauren to you and Dad?” Her eyes widened. “Oh, my God. Do you think Lauren’s my girlfriend?”

“I don’t know,” Whitney said. “Is she?”

Amelia shook her head. “I’m not gay, Mom.”

“It would be okay with me if you were,” she said quickly.

Amelia paused for a minute, studying her face. For the first time in weeks she didn’t seem irritated. “Thanks. But I’m not.”

“Okay.” Whitney held on to the edge of the counter, feeling off balance.

“And no duh, you and Dad aren’t alike. Did you really need a test to tell you that?” Amelia wore a teasing smile.

Whitney’s lips tugged upward, and she let out a light laugh. “Well, it’s like Paula Abdul says, ‘Opposites Attract.’”

“Huh?” Amelia’s nose scrunched up.

Whitney shook her head in a dismissive way. “It’s a ’90s song.”

“Is that really why you and Dad were attracted to each other? Because you’re opposite?”

“No, I was just joking. I actually don’t think your dad and I are opposite. We’re different, sure. Everyone is. But we’re also alike in a lot of ways too.”

Amelia snorted. “Yeah, right. You guys are totally different. Karen and him—now, they’re alike.”

Whitney’s stomach coiled, remembering how Amelia was when Dan and Karen first started dating.

Dad’s new girlfriend is so nice.

Dad’s new girlfriend is so pretty.

Look what Dad’s new girlfriend bought me.

Whitney was the only one who never bought into the perfect-Karen act. Everyone else did, Dan’s parents included. Of course, they’d never approved of Dan’s relationship with Whitney, so it made sense they’d like someone so wholesomely different.

But Whitney knew she was too good to be true. No adult was that sweet. That selfless. That smiley.