To Jen, my forever side-kick. The world would be less adventurous without you in it.
“I need tassels, lots of body glitter, and pictures, or I won’t believe it,” she exclaimed.
“Are you drunk?” Sally asked her as she peered over the mound of books and magazines in front of her friend.
“What?” Amber said, flipping to a page that had three tabs stuck to it.
“Drunk. Are you drunk?” Sally repeated, taking a sip of her hot chocolate.
“No… Wait… Why?” Amber was talking faster than normal which made Sally wonder if she had way too much sugar and caffeine, which was entirely possible since they were on their third or fourth “holiday drink” that Starbucks was offering.
“Well,” Sally tried to make eye contact, “you just described what would be an amazing start to a bachelorette party or an orgy.”
Amber’s brow furrowed. “I don’t understand what you mean.”
Sally couldn’t help but think how scary this actually was. “You know we are planning a baby shower, right?”
“What?” Amber looked very confused. This was bad.
“We are planning a BABY shower for Michelle. She is having twins… So…” Sally watched a look of horror cross Amber’s face.
“Are you OK?” Sally asked .
“I… Umm… I…” Amber leaned back, looking around her. “I… what day is it?”
“Thursday,” Sally said.
“Which Thursday?” Amber asked with a little tremor in her voice.
“The ninth,” Sally put down her coffee.
“Of?” Amber’s voice was barely a whisper.
“December,” Sally paused, “of 2017 before you ask. Are you ok?”
Amber sat for a moment, closed her eyes, and took several breaths.
When she opened her eyes again, she smiled. “Do you think we should have purple balloons? They are gender neutral, right?”
Sally rubbed her lips together before responding, “Sure?” She didn’t mean for it to come out as a question; however, since she was afraid to ask ‘WTF just happened?‘ she would settle for ‘Sure?’