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concerned a long time ago.”

“Yeah. Right.” Danica rolled her eyes. “That’s why you’re

basically a spinster now. It’s her fault.”

“I have a thousand reasons that I’m single. I’ve dated! You

can?

?t say I haven’t! It has nothing to do with her. I just want to

concentrate on my career right now. And I broke up with

Leanne six months ago. I didn’t want to jump into anything

else.”

“Why not? You’re missing out.”

Quinn sighed and flopped back on Danica’s bed. She had

somewhere around three hundred thousand pillows on there

and they surrounded Quinn, threatening to just about smother

her. She shoved a few aside and stared up at the ceiling.

Dallas wasn’t going to call. She had no reason to call.

They hadn’t talked in ten years. They hadn’t been friends in

ten years. They hadn’t been anything in ten years. Sometimes,

that was the end of it, and endings, contrary to what most

people wanted to believe, weren’t usually happy. And what if

she did call? Quinn promised herself that she wouldn’t care.

Sometimes, endings- even the unhappy ones- were easier than

stirring up a bunch of new, unwanted crap.

Chapter 3

Dallas

Dallas breathed in the warm, summery air. The air was

different in Topeka than it was in Tampa Bay. Dryer. Way less

humid. She didn’t actually remember there being such a

difference after she’d left. It was crazy how quickly a person

could forget, or at least, become oblivious and indifferent.

When Dallas left Topeka, she wasn’t thinking about the