Once again, it seemed that someone close to her had decided that forcing Abby to endure something she normally didn’t enjoy was the best way to go about things. Although in Erin’s case, it actually hadn’t been that bad at all. While she couldn’t see herself becoming a regular at the tapas restaurant, she had in any case, enjoyed the atmosphere and the great craic. “See I told you–eating out isn’t just about the food,” her friend tried to reiterate, her voice a little slurred after her third glass of wine. “It’s only the half of it actually. And now that you’ve broken through that psychological barrier of yours, and actually started trying new things, you never know what you might find.” Abby smiled, thinking her tipsy friend was starting to sound a hell of a lot like Hannah. But at the same time, perhaps there was a grain of truth in what Erin was saying. By throwing herself whole-heartedly into completing the items on the list and letting herself be talked into doing stuff she wouldn’t normally dream of, Abby was, if nothing else, managing to put her problems to the back of her mind and getting on with her life.
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