She hadn’t slept a wink, had tossed and turned all night over a man who was definitely gone for good. Stupid! The only thing that made up for it was a devilish thing she couldn’t resist doing. It was a childish prank, bad form, but they all got on her nerves. So God would just have to forgive her for e-mailing Professor Bryant a nice picture of Jacqui. And Jacqui would just have to forgive her for sending a 2 A.M. message with a handsome professor’s pic from a campus event along with some sage insight into the man’s character…just like Freddie would have to just give her a friendship pass on the insanity that had attacked her brain when she sent a photo of a fine attorney off his Web site to her. Sending Freddie’s pic to him seemed like a good thing to do at the time, too. But now that it was morning, it was ridiculous. All she knew was, she wanted all these drama kings and queens off her phone, out of her hair, and to back off. Even her mom…especially her mom. “Whooo-weee!”
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