Charlotte said as she rolled out the dough on Lani’s kitchen counter. “Cross-country trip. Long flight. Very good.” “But ... traveling together. All the way to the West Coast and back. I don’t know, Char. Maybe I should have said no. If I stayed here by myself for two days, it would give me a chance to put all this in better perspective. Find some balance to the wild feelings I’m having.” Charlotte smiled, looking off into space for a moment. “Wild feelings aren’t so bad.” Lani worked the pastry blender a little harder. “For you, sure. You and Carlo will both be heading back to live in the same city.” “After he goes on the road with Baxter for two months.” Charlotte sighed. “Two months.” Lani glanced at her friend. “You know, my panic attacks aside, I meant what I said before. I’m so happy for you. And Carlo. I don’t know how it happened, but I’m glad it did.” “Me, too.” Charlotte smiled sweetly sincere. “I wasn’t even looking, or thinking about that.
