Fiona gives me a tart little smack on the butt then, breaking my reverie and laughing as she hurries over to the jewelry box waiting on my vanity. I give her a weird look and cover my ass with my hands. “What is with people today,” I murmur.
She laughs again as she comes over to me, standing behind me so that she can hook the diamond solitaire around my neck on its slim silver chain.
“You got the ring?” she asks, smacking her gum.
“Oh, yeah,” I murmur, walking swiftly over to my bedside drawer and pulling it open. I reach towards the back, fishing it out and pushing it swiftly onto my left hand.
When I look at Fiona, she’s crossing her arms and shaking her head at me.
“A million-dollar diamond,” she says, “and you shove it in your bedside drawer?”
“Um,” I say, biting my lip in response. I hadn’t even thought about it. I look around, wondering where else I should have put it –
“Nevermind,” she says, laughing at me more.
“Fiona,” I say, taking in her vintage Juicy velour sweatsuit. “Won’t you please come? I’ll feel so much better with you there.”
“Ah, baby Fay,” she says, coming to take my arm and give me a smile. “You’ll be fine. I’ve got a headache, is all – I’ll be more comfortable here.”
I frown at her, knowing that something’s up. But, she knows more about this world than I do. If she doesn’t want to go, I’m not going to push her.
“Okay,” I say, sighing as I headed for the door.
“Wait wait!” she calls, unzipping a garment bag and revealing a gorgeous mink stole.
“Oh my god,” I say, walking back towards it. “It’s beautiful –“
“Yeah,” she says, admiring it. “Vintage. You lucky girl.”
Smiling she goes to wrap it around my shoulders.
“Wait,” I say, not wanting to touch it. “Is it…like real? Were those alive?”
“What are you,” she scolds, “some kind of tree hugger?”
“It’s wrong,” I protest, staring at it. “I feel so bad, thinking about those little animals –“
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