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Lindsay’s mouth was wrapped around a huge turkey bacon deli sandwich when she heardTHE question. She hated THE question, dreaded THE question and yet, here was her bestfriend from the last five years asking her THE question.“Hhmm?” Lindsay mumbled around her sandwich. Perhaps if she distracted her friend,she wouldn’t be forced to answer the ONE question she hated above all else.“Mpghmfphy!” She garbled behind a huge bite. She nodded her head toward theentrance, hoping to divert her friend’s attention to the hunk-oid that had just walked intothe café.“What?” Rochelle laughed, her eyebrows lifted in confusion. “What are you …” shetwisted around to look in the direction Lindsay nodded. “Oh him. Yeah,” she shrugged. “Idated him once.”Lindsay rolled her eyes and finished chewing her bite. “Of course you did,” she mutteredas she swallowed the overly large mouthful. She really must concentrate on eatingslower. What was the rush? She had all afternoon. Well, not technically, they only hadabout two hours before they had to pick their children up from middle school. Shedelicately dabbed at the corners of her mouth, hoping to negate her rather piggishbehavior. “When did you date him?”Rochelle sighed and took a sip of her tea. “It was ages ago.”“But he’s so … young.” Lindsay snuck a peek at the blonde cutie over her friend’sshoulder.“Exactly,” Rochelle said with a Cheshire cat grin. “And it ain’t workin’ girlfriend. Iasked you a question. What is this?” She leaned forward and flipped Lindsay’s bangs outof her face.“Cut it out,” Lindsay hissed. She hurriedly fixed her bangs “It’s just a scar. No biggie.”Rochelle studied her for long seconds. “That’s not just a scar, that’s a huge-ass linenearly from the top of your hairline to your eyebrow. How in the world did that happen?”Lindsay absently ran her fingers up and down her glass collecting condensation on herfingertips. “You’ve been my friend for five years, Rochelle, and you’re just now noticingthis? You’re not exactly the sharpest pencil in the pack, are you,” she snickered. Perhapsif she insulted her friend’s intelligence it would distract her from having to explain themost embarrassing moment in her entire life.Rochelle simply sat there and stared at her. Lindsay squirmed at her scrutiny andattempted to take another bite of her sandwich, which stuck in her throat and triggered a
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