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"Oh, hell, Lala!" Tansie squeals after she has stolen me from all the dancing and has dragged all us females to the bathroom. "Look at you!"
I blush but pretend not to know what she's talking about.
"That man is so into you," Angela agrees. She turns to Tanya. "What's his story?"
"I don't know much," SeeSee begins, "I only met him at the hospsice where he had to send his grandmother. Last year, when they first brought her in, he used to come visit once every couple of months with this prissy little redhead that would sit and pout the whole time she was in the building."
The make-believe images in my head of Edward's stuck-up girlfriend swirl like the dance floor from earlier and I can't help the disappointment I feel in my chest.