Olivia
I wanted to remind Renee that the last time we had a “girls’ night out” it had ended in disaster.
“We’re not going to the club, are we?” I asked suspiciously.
“What? No! It will be a cold day in hell before I set foot in that club again.” Renee pawed through Avalon’s closet and came out with a garment that looked more like a tube sock than a dress. “Wow, I love this! Can I borrow it?”
“Sure, knock yourself out,” I mumbled.
“Anyway, Wilson says he knows a great little place. Last time, he took me to this pizza restaurant…” The clothes muffled the rest of her words in the closet. Both Avalon and I were comforted by the fact that Wilson would be accompanying us. We liked Wilson. He was a decent, level-headed kind of guy. I was really happy that Renee had found a friend i
