Now, after a number of dates with guys she had no interest in, she found herself thinking more and more about what she wanted. The only man she’d really liked—in every way but one—was John, the insurance guy. He was cute, he had a nice car and he didn’t mind spending money. She shook her head. So, things got out of hand one night because they’d both had too much to drink. That didn’t make him a monster like the women in the Fat Fridays group seemed to think, did it? It was a pretty puny excuse for giving up on him. They didn’t have to live with her parents. She did. They didn’t have to go out on one lousy date after another. She did. Carol Ann paced her room, thinking of all of the reasons why she should be in touch with John. Sukie had Cam; Tiffany had Beau. And Betsy? Carol Ann wasn’t sure, but she thought Betsy might have some guy on the side. Something was going on with her. Lynn, Carol Ann knew, would never be interested in a man. John continued to send emails, asking her for another chance, and Carol Ann decided she was going to give it to him.
