“Nick, I know. You found the perfect girl, didn’t you?” I asked in a hushed tone. I wasn’t going to freak out. I was dying inside, though.
“No! I already found the perfect girl,” he said. I smiled.
“Thanks, but who was that?”
“Well, one of my old friends, actually. Her name is Mandy. We used to date a few years back but that’s over. She wanted to spend Christmas with us. Cool, huh?” I didn’t mind. Maybe she was nice.
“Yeah, cool. But we’ll still have time together right?”
“Totally,”. I was glad this wasn’t one of those sorry-we-have-to-break-up kind of talks. I was also glad it wasn’t a long talk either. I was screaming on the inside clam on the outside.
“How could you possibly think I haven’t found my dream girl?” asked Nick.
“I don’t know….”.