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Kara scoffs, I think a little embarrassed.
    “Weren’t those men gorgeous?” Drey says as we reach our covered cabana by the pool. We have salads and fruit waiting for us when we arrive. “I can’t wait to see Luke again at our mud baths.”
    “I know, you two looked like you were getting along quite nicely,” Kara giggles.
    “Alright ladies what will you have to drink?” says the poolside waitress in her itty bitty black skirt and bikini top. That is one ‘uniform’ that leaves nothing to the imagination.
    “I will have a strawberry daiquiri,” Kara says.
    “Yeah, I’ll have the same thing,” Drey echoes to the waitress.
    “And you already have a drink coming to you, Miss,” the waitress says turning to me.
    “I do?” I say completely confused.
    “Yes, your husband brought you a margarita before he went golfing just a few minutes ago,” she explains.
    “Oh. Well that’s what I was going to order anyways so I guess that’s ok.” On my approval, the waitress leaves to go get the drinks.
    “Why would Mason bring you a margarita?” Drey asks a little skeptical of the situation.
    “He was probably just being nice,” Kara says as she takes a bite of the watermelon on her plate. “He probably just feels bad about the plane and room incidences. Scott said that he thinks this whole amnesia thing has really changed Mason.”
    “I guess you’re right.” The waitress comes back with our drinks. My drink has a little umbrella in it and a note attached. I read the note out loud:
    “Just a little something for my bride-to-be. I hope you have a great day at the spa. –Love Mason.”
    “Now I feel bad for being so mean to him,” I gush as I re-read the note. “And this is the best margarita I have ever had! Try it,” I say offering it to Drey and Kara.
    “No, thank you,” says Drey. “Ever since that crazy fraternity party we went to junior year in college, I have never been able to drink tequila since.”
    “Same here,” Kara cringes. “That stuff makes me gag.”
    We sit in the cabana for an hour or so eating and sipping on our second round of drinks. We slip into the pool a couple of times to cool off and then head back to the dressing rooms to get ready for our mud baths. We get back into our robes and sit in the chairs by the windows again and wait for our treatment.
    “Man, my stomach has been rumbling ever since lunch,” I say rubbing my abdomen. “It must have been the dressing on the salad.”
    “My stomach is fine and we all had the same thing,” Drey says.
    “Yeah, I feel fine,” says Kara. “The only thing we had different was our drinks. It must have been the tequila. We told you that was bad news.”
    “But I drink it all the time. I even had it last night and it didn’t bother me. Maybe I’m just getting nervous for the wedding. Or maybe I have been stressing about work too much. Drey, I really need my phone so I can check my emails.”
    “Do you really think that is going to make you less stressed?” she asks giving me a suspicious look. “I’m not giving it back to you. I’m enjoying spending time with you without your phone.”
    “Ok, fine. You win again,” I surrender. “But I still feel like shit. I’m sure it will go away once we start our treatment.”
    “Right this way,” says Ms. Clanky from the front desk again.
    We are escorted to a room with four tubs, only three of which are full of mud. There are no windows in the room and the lights are dim. There are a few candles set around giving off a faint aroma but it is overshadowed by the musky smell of the mud. Its not a bad smell, just different. We take our robes off and climb in our tubs.
    “I wasn’t expecting the mud to be this warm,” Kara says as she settles into the first tub.
    “I know it feels great doesn’t it?” Drey says as she climbs in.
    I take my robe off and hesitantly step into the tub. Drey and Kara look so relaxed but I feel faint. I cling to the side of the tub as I lower