"Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I actually have a date tomorrow."
"You do?"
"Yeah. Marie and Carter set me up on a blind date with a guy they work with."
"That's wonderful."
I sighed. "Maybe. I don't think a guy who works in advertising is a great fit for me."
"But you work in advertising."
"No, I work as a secretary at an ad agency. And all the guys I work with are total pigs."
My mom laughed. "Well, either way, I'm glad to hear you're getting back out there. Wait, doesn't Carter work for an ad agency?"
"Yeah, but he's different. He's Carter. Marie and him are perfect together."
"Maybe this guy tomorrow could be your Carter. They work together and they're friends."
"And Carter is also friends with Patrick. I think I still might come home."
"I'm not stopping you, Bee. Just don't make any rash decisions while you're not thinking straight again."
"I'll try." I pulled my blanket up to my chin again. "Is it really cold there too?"
My mom laughed. "I'm only two and a half hours away from where you are. Of course it's cold here."
"It feels like I'm on another continent."
"Maybe I should come up for a visit. I've never gotten to see your place."
I looked around the empty room. Patrick had taken all the furniture except for the mattress and the small table set in the kitchen. I didn't want my mom to see where I lived. She worried about me enough without seeing my living conditions. "Soon. I've been slammed at work recently."
"Okay. Well, keep me updated if things change. I'd love to come up for the weekend. Just us girls. I can crash on your couch. It'll be fun."
I don't have a couch."Mhm. That sounds great. I'll keep you posted. I should probably get some sleep. I have a long day tomorrow."
"And a sexy date at night."
I laughed. "Of course."
"Call me to tell me all about it. And text me when you get in tomorrow night. I just want to make sure you're safe."
"Marie and Carter already promised me that he wasn't a serial killer."
"Most serial killers don't go around telling people they're serial killers."
"I know. I'll text you."
"Goodnight, sweetie."
"Night, Mom."
