“Hello, stranger,” Becca said to her former best friend, who was content to just stare her down for minutes after Ryan left.“Hey.”“How have you been?”“I’ve been fine, and you?” Sandra replied and asked in turn, finally averting her gaze.“I’ve been good too. I missed you.”“Yeah. Me too. I understand why you wanted to keep everything a secret though.”“So, you’re no longer mad at me?”“No.”“Okay, so why are you speaking in monosyllables and refusing to meet my eyes?” Becca asked.“I’m speaking normally.” Sandra protested, but she still didn’t meet Becca’s eyes. Becca figured that it was probably her imagination, but she thought that she saw Sandra shiver a little. Immediately, concern for her friend overwhelmed her and she led Sandra by the arm to sit on the sofa.“Sandra, what’s going on? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”“No, no, I’m fine. Maybe not.” She gave a shaky little laugh and ran her hand over her hair.“So, what is the matter?”“It’s Sam,” Sandra replied in a small v
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