It’s been difficult to think this morning, and I’m just getting my thoughts together and finally calming down when I see Larisa walk through the door. I’d warned her that I am dressed in the pretty blue cocktail dress that Eli had gotten me, so I’m unsurprised to see her enter in a very cute lavender dress that reaches to her ankles, accenting her curves, and a cream-colored short jacket. I wave at her, and she smiles as she walks over. “Hello there, lover girl,” Larisa says. “You certainly look like you had a good time!” I pat down my hair, which is still a little damp from the shower that morning. “I do?” “I can see the mischief in your eyes,” Larisa says. She peers at me over her glasses, as she sits. “Miss Jennings.” Despite myself, I giggle. “Ah, yeah, well. It was good.” “That’s all you’ve got to say for yourself?” Larisa asks.
