“Okay, so no singles cruise.” She frowns. I give her an eye roll, then reach for my purse. I dig around inside until I find my prescription bottle. Once I open it and grab a pill, I toss it down my throat and swallow it with a big gulp of water. “What’s that?” she asks, tilting her head to read the bottle as she takes another bite of her carrot stick. “It’s my STD medication. A parting gift from Andrew,” I deadpan. She starts choking on her carrot, and I nearly die of laughter. “River! That isn’t funny.” She smacks her chest as tears form in the corner of my eyes. “Oh my God. The look on your
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