I had a handful of close friends, was on the yearbook staff, and worked most evenings at the diner. Jessica was captain of the cheerleading squad and in the honor society. She was beautiful as well as smart—slender and coltish, brimming with confidence and enough canniness to know how to hold a man’s attention, something I’d had no practice at yet. We hadn’t been in each other’s orbits until she set her sights on Rory.
who be these so called close friends...where are they when your mom days, or when you run the family restaurant....
