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still wasn’t around. “Come in!” She backed up and quickly shut the door.
“Who were you looking for?” Ana asked.
Charity shrugged. “No one,” she lied. “I just put on the teakettle for coffee, want some?”
“Sure. Sounds great!” Ana followed Charity into the kitchen, and they took a seat at the kitchen table. “How have you been?” Ana asked.
Charity smiled, even though that was the last emotion she felt. “I’ve been doing alright. I’ve been busy working, but that’s about it. How about you?”
Ana grinned. Charity could see there was something she was dying to tell her, but she didn’t come right out and say it. “I can’t complain.” Charity tilted her head and watched Ana. “What?” Ana asked, blushing.
“Something seems different. Things going well with Jesse?”
Again Ana’s face lit up. “Couldn’t be better.” She paused, still smiling, but didn’t proceed to say anything else.
“Something is clearly up. What’s going on?” Charity asked.
“I actually do have something—.” The teakettle sounded, breaking her words off.
“Keep talking,” Charity replied. She got up and turned to go to the stove.
Ana continued where she left off. “I wanted to tell you that Jesse asked me to move in with him.”
Charity poured some steaming water into a coffee cup and turned around and looked at Ana. “He wants you to move in? What did you say?”
Ana grinned. “What do you think I said? I said yes.” Charity turned back around and grabbed the other coffee cup and poured the water in as she thought about what Ana told her. “Are you going to say something?” Ana asked.
In the back of her mind, Charity was thrilled for her friend. It was one closer step for Ana to find her happiness, but she was a tad upset when she had contemplated Ana could be one way out of her own financial mess. She considered asking her to move in with her and now that wasn’t an option, she was left scrambling for other ideas. “I’m happy for you,” Charity said, handing her a cup of coffee.
“But?” Ana asked.
Charity couldn’t go into her own problems when Ana was so happy, so she just shook her head. “No buts. I’m truly happy for you.”
Ana smiled, taking a sip from her coffee couple. “Did you like him…really?” she asked, slowly lowering the cup to the table.
Charity nodded, a little too eagerly. “He seemed great and what was even more important was he seems to really care about you. If he’s good enough for my best friend, then he’s good enough for me.”
Ana tilted her head. “Awww…thanks, Charity. I really care about him, too.” She grabbed another sip, which brought Charity to ask another question.
“Is it love?” she softly asked.
Ana looked down at her coffee cup as if reading some words floating around the rim. She finally looked up, and her happiness was inevitable. “I can’t speak for him, but for me, I’ve never been more in love than I am with him. If he asked me to marry him, I would say yes. No doubts. No worries. I love him.” She giggled nervously. “I’m like a silly school girl.”
Charity snickered. “I love it.”
“You know it’s never too late for you, right? Maybe you should rethink this spinsterhood you have going on here.”
Charity’s mouth opened, and she playfully threw a napkin at Ana’s head. “It’s not spinsterhood. I’m only twenty-five. I’m not saying I would be closed off to finding love, but what does love get a person like me…a broken heart and left standing at the altar.”
It turned solemn at the table before Ana tried to be funny. “You weren’t standing at the altar. He wrote you a note and did it a week before the wedding. That’s saying something.”
Charity snickered. “Yeah, it’s saying he didn’t want to be a complete ass, just a half of an ass.”
Ana shrugged. “I suppose your right.”
“Honestly, he did me a favor,” Charity admitted. “Did I expect it to happen? No, but I’m
“Who were you looking for?” Ana asked.
Charity shrugged. “No one,” she lied. “I just put on the teakettle for coffee, want some?”
“Sure. Sounds great!” Ana followed Charity into the kitchen, and they took a seat at the kitchen table. “How have you been?” Ana asked.
Charity smiled, even though that was the last emotion she felt. “I’ve been doing alright. I’ve been busy working, but that’s about it. How about you?”
Ana grinned. Charity could see there was something she was dying to tell her, but she didn’t come right out and say it. “I can’t complain.” Charity tilted her head and watched Ana. “What?” Ana asked, blushing.
“Something seems different. Things going well with Jesse?”
Again Ana’s face lit up. “Couldn’t be better.” She paused, still smiling, but didn’t proceed to say anything else.
“Something is clearly up. What’s going on?” Charity asked.
“I actually do have something—.” The teakettle sounded, breaking her words off.
“Keep talking,” Charity replied. She got up and turned to go to the stove.
Ana continued where she left off. “I wanted to tell you that Jesse asked me to move in with him.”
Charity poured some steaming water into a coffee cup and turned around and looked at Ana. “He wants you to move in? What did you say?”
Ana grinned. “What do you think I said? I said yes.” Charity turned back around and grabbed the other coffee cup and poured the water in as she thought about what Ana told her. “Are you going to say something?” Ana asked.
In the back of her mind, Charity was thrilled for her friend. It was one closer step for Ana to find her happiness, but she was a tad upset when she had contemplated Ana could be one way out of her own financial mess. She considered asking her to move in with her and now that wasn’t an option, she was left scrambling for other ideas. “I’m happy for you,” Charity said, handing her a cup of coffee.
“But?” Ana asked.
Charity couldn’t go into her own problems when Ana was so happy, so she just shook her head. “No buts. I’m truly happy for you.”
Ana smiled, taking a sip from her coffee couple. “Did you like him…really?” she asked, slowly lowering the cup to the table.
Charity nodded, a little too eagerly. “He seemed great and what was even more important was he seems to really care about you. If he’s good enough for my best friend, then he’s good enough for me.”
Ana tilted her head. “Awww…thanks, Charity. I really care about him, too.” She grabbed another sip, which brought Charity to ask another question.
“Is it love?” she softly asked.
Ana looked down at her coffee cup as if reading some words floating around the rim. She finally looked up, and her happiness was inevitable. “I can’t speak for him, but for me, I’ve never been more in love than I am with him. If he asked me to marry him, I would say yes. No doubts. No worries. I love him.” She giggled nervously. “I’m like a silly school girl.”
Charity snickered. “I love it.”
“You know it’s never too late for you, right? Maybe you should rethink this spinsterhood you have going on here.”
Charity’s mouth opened, and she playfully threw a napkin at Ana’s head. “It’s not spinsterhood. I’m only twenty-five. I’m not saying I would be closed off to finding love, but what does love get a person like me…a broken heart and left standing at the altar.”
It turned solemn at the table before Ana tried to be funny. “You weren’t standing at the altar. He wrote you a note and did it a week before the wedding. That’s saying something.”
Charity snickered. “Yeah, it’s saying he didn’t want to be a complete ass, just a half of an ass.”
Ana shrugged. “I suppose your right.”
“Honestly, he did me a favor,” Charity admitted. “Did I expect it to happen? No, but I’m
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