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walking from the bathroom to the bedroom wearing
nothing but a skimpy pink towel. The ice cream was real. Along with the
temptation for the ice cream, the crummy reality shows, and even the skimpy
pink towel. The only thing that wasn’t real was Gray walking around Carina’s
apartment in nothing but a towel.
    A woman can dream though…
    Carina laughed and forced herself
from the couch. She walked to the fridge and opened it.
    “That’s not where the ice cream
is,” she whispered.
    Carina closed the door and opened
the freezer. Cold air rushed to her face and through a chilly cloud she saw the
ice cream. There were two pints, but only one of Carina. That made it all that
much sadder for her.
    She shut the freezer and there was
a knock at the door. Anytime she heard a knock at the door it bothered her. She
wanted to believe in the good in the world around her, but in this building, it
could be anything. It could be her neighbor wanting to complain about something
stupid, or it could be someone looking to rob her again.
    Carina stood and waited for the
feeling to pass.
    The knock came again, followed by a
voice. “Carina. It’s me. It’s Angie.”
    “Angie,” Carina whispered. She
sighed and touched her forehead, feeling foolish.
    She went to the door and opened it
to find Angie standing there holding a bottle of something.
    “A little celebration,” Angie said.
“For my friend.”
    “For me? For what?”
    “For helping me get a gig tonight,”
Angie said.
    “How did it go?”
    “It went,” Angie said. “I think I
could have gotten more phone number than I got paid, but that’s life. There was
a decent crowd there too. One thing was missing though.”
    “One thing? What?”
    Angie slid into the apartment and
walked to the kitchen. “You were missing.”
    “Me? Why me? I wasn’t scheduled to
work tonight.”
    Angie looked back at Carina. “I
wasn’t talking about you working. You should have been on that stage, playing,
singing, and getting yourself out there.”
    Carina took two glasses from the
cabinet and poured a drink for herself and Carina.
    “Do you put anything in it?” Carina
asked.
    “Yeah, I did. Vodka.”
    Angie took the glass and sniffed
it. It was rough. Very rough. Angie, on the other hand, began to drink as
though it was water. Carina took a sip and it burned her throat. She put the
glass down and hurried to wipe her lips.
    “I have ice cream,” Carina said.
“Can we have that instead?”
    “Only if you sing a song for me,”
Angie said.
    “What?”
    “You heard me. I’ve heard you sing
before. I’ve heard your music. It’s great. You make me jealous. I wish I could
sing and play piano.”
    “You have a band,” Carina said.
“You have places to go. Things to do.”
    “So do you,” Angie said. “I hate
that you can’t see it.”
    “There’s nothing to see,” Carina
said. She touched the freezer. “Ice cream.”
    “No. Sing first. Then ice cream.”
    Carina looked at her bedroom. The
door was slightly open. She could just see the very end of her keyboard.
    “You’re never going to believe who
helped me today,” Carina said.
    “Oh yeah? Are you making excuses
not to sing for me?”
    “Yes. But this is important. You’re
going to think I’m crazy.”
    “I live in a world of crazy,” Angie
said. “I’ve slept with my bassist and drummer. They both don’t know about it
and yet I liked it. Should I continue?”
    “The guitarist for Fallen Tuesday
is in town because his brother is in the hospital. His brother lives in this
building. Gray was here and I helped him open his brother’s apartment.”
    “No way.”
    “I wouldn’t lie. The keys sometimes
stick in these doors, so I showed him a trick on how to open it.”
    “You’re telling me you walked up to
the guitarist from Fallen Tuesday and offered to turn a key for him?”
    “When you ask it like that,” Carina
said and then she started to laugh. She grabbed the ice cream from the freezer
along with