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on me either.
Prick.
But that’s the past.
I want my mind to be free now.
I want to leave it all behind and never look back.
This next week is all about letting go and reconnecting with my friends.
Zoe and Racheal have been my closest friends since high school. Although their lives have taken them to different cities, we’ve always stayed best friends.
The excuse for this trip is to celebrate us all turning thirty.
And hopefully, the start of a great next chapter in my life…
Chapter Two
“Zoe?” I sing out as I walk towards who I think is my best friend in the airport.
“Claire!”
Zoe drops her bags and embraces me in a football tackle kind of hug, which almost sends me falling over backwards.
Reciprocating the hug, I hold onto her tightly.
It’s been two years since I’ve seen my beautiful best friend – although we still talk on the phone every week.
Zoe moved to Canada with her husband, Todd, whose passion is to make sure enough forests remain for the next generation. He’s a high-powered businessman with an environmental focus, and incredibly hot – so I totally understand why Zoe moved to another country for him.
Tears fill my eyes as we continue to embrace each other. “It’s soooo good to see you,” I sob. “You would not believe how much I’ve missed you.”
“Likewise sweetie,” Zoe whimpers, on the verge of tears as well.
Usually, I’d be embarrassed by this amount of public affection, but this is an airport. People always cry in airports.
Hell, what we’re doing is considered normal.
“How are the boys?” I ask Zoe, as we finally break apart.
“Loud,” she smiles. Zoe has three boys with Todd and their life is filled with sporting events, school activities, and playdates.
Life for Zoe is just as hectic as mine – but in a different way. Thus, she’s been looking forward to this trip as much as I have.
“Have you seen Rachael yet?”
“No,” Zoe says, wiping her eyes and then mine. Just like a good mother. “She said she would meet us at the boarding gates.”
Rachael is the last member of our best friend trio. She’s the most beautiful, fun and outgoing of all of us.
She spent most of her twenties being a swimsuit model, but now she runs her own fashion label out of L.A.
She often gets herself into trouble, but her looks always get her out of it.
“When was the last time you saw her?” Zoe asks.
“Um… jeez, at least three years ago,” I reply, disappointed by my answer. Time fly’s way too fast these days. “Life just gets too busy, you know?”
“I know,” Zoe replies. “It would be at least that long since I’ve seen her as well. Man, I miss that woman.”
“Well, you look great anyway,” I tell her. And she does – she’s a beaming vision of happiness and contentment.
Some women blossom as they grow older, and Zoe is certainly one of them. Motherhood looks perfect on her.
“Thanks, so do you, Claire. I love your hair.”
I blush over the compliment. I can’t remember the last time I received one.
We pick up our bags and begin the walk down to the boarding gates, talking the whole way. That’s when you know you have an amazing friend – we haven’t seen each other for two years, yet it feels like it was only yesterday.
“Excuse me, beautiful ladies,” a bright and bubbly voice says behind us. “But do you know where the gate is to the best holiday of our lives?!”
“Rachael!” Zoe and I exclaim together, trapping her in a bear hug.
Our embrace seems to last forever as we squeeze each other tighter.
I don’t ever want to let these beautiful women go. I’ve missed them both so much.
When we finally step back to look at each other, all our faces are covered in tears. “You look amazing,” I sniffle at Rachael.
“I’m so happy to see the two most beautiful women I know again,” Rachael replies, dabbing her cheeks.
Rachael has all the poise of a runway model. She’s the
Prick.
But that’s the past.
I want my mind to be free now.
I want to leave it all behind and never look back.
This next week is all about letting go and reconnecting with my friends.
Zoe and Racheal have been my closest friends since high school. Although their lives have taken them to different cities, we’ve always stayed best friends.
The excuse for this trip is to celebrate us all turning thirty.
And hopefully, the start of a great next chapter in my life…
Chapter Two
“Zoe?” I sing out as I walk towards who I think is my best friend in the airport.
“Claire!”
Zoe drops her bags and embraces me in a football tackle kind of hug, which almost sends me falling over backwards.
Reciprocating the hug, I hold onto her tightly.
It’s been two years since I’ve seen my beautiful best friend – although we still talk on the phone every week.
Zoe moved to Canada with her husband, Todd, whose passion is to make sure enough forests remain for the next generation. He’s a high-powered businessman with an environmental focus, and incredibly hot – so I totally understand why Zoe moved to another country for him.
Tears fill my eyes as we continue to embrace each other. “It’s soooo good to see you,” I sob. “You would not believe how much I’ve missed you.”
“Likewise sweetie,” Zoe whimpers, on the verge of tears as well.
Usually, I’d be embarrassed by this amount of public affection, but this is an airport. People always cry in airports.
Hell, what we’re doing is considered normal.
“How are the boys?” I ask Zoe, as we finally break apart.
“Loud,” she smiles. Zoe has three boys with Todd and their life is filled with sporting events, school activities, and playdates.
Life for Zoe is just as hectic as mine – but in a different way. Thus, she’s been looking forward to this trip as much as I have.
“Have you seen Rachael yet?”
“No,” Zoe says, wiping her eyes and then mine. Just like a good mother. “She said she would meet us at the boarding gates.”
Rachael is the last member of our best friend trio. She’s the most beautiful, fun and outgoing of all of us.
She spent most of her twenties being a swimsuit model, but now she runs her own fashion label out of L.A.
She often gets herself into trouble, but her looks always get her out of it.
“When was the last time you saw her?” Zoe asks.
“Um… jeez, at least three years ago,” I reply, disappointed by my answer. Time fly’s way too fast these days. “Life just gets too busy, you know?”
“I know,” Zoe replies. “It would be at least that long since I’ve seen her as well. Man, I miss that woman.”
“Well, you look great anyway,” I tell her. And she does – she’s a beaming vision of happiness and contentment.
Some women blossom as they grow older, and Zoe is certainly one of them. Motherhood looks perfect on her.
“Thanks, so do you, Claire. I love your hair.”
I blush over the compliment. I can’t remember the last time I received one.
We pick up our bags and begin the walk down to the boarding gates, talking the whole way. That’s when you know you have an amazing friend – we haven’t seen each other for two years, yet it feels like it was only yesterday.
“Excuse me, beautiful ladies,” a bright and bubbly voice says behind us. “But do you know where the gate is to the best holiday of our lives?!”
“Rachael!” Zoe and I exclaim together, trapping her in a bear hug.
Our embrace seems to last forever as we squeeze each other tighter.
I don’t ever want to let these beautiful women go. I’ve missed them both so much.
When we finally step back to look at each other, all our faces are covered in tears. “You look amazing,” I sniffle at Rachael.
“I’m so happy to see the two most beautiful women I know again,” Rachael replies, dabbing her cheeks.
Rachael has all the poise of a runway model. She’s the
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