“Exactly,” Katie said. “We need to leave it alone until we figure out exactly what it is.”
“Then we poke it,” Helen added.
“A lot,” Grace said.
“I’ll try,” I told them.
The women gave each other a conspiratorial look. While I sat there wondering what had just happened, Helen pushed a clean glass over to me and poured in a clear liquid. “Now that it’s settled, let’s drink.”
“Oh no,” I said. “I don’t drink a lot. I -”
Helen snorted. “Do you have a lot of friends?”
One. I had one friend. Who hadn’t called me in weeks. I’d examine that in more detail later. “No,” I admitted.
“So you never get invited out to engage in social hilarity?”
I wasn’t sure what ‘social hilarity’ was, but no one was inviting me to engage in it. “Um. No.”
“Then drink.”
I drank.
