Posted in General on January 2nd, 2012 by Casey Crow
By: Casey Crow
I love my best girlfriend. She’s the one I call when I need advice and more often than not, need to vent. She never judges — although I’ve done some pretty stupid things — and accepts me for me. I can always count on her to tell me the true, even if I don’t want to hear it.
The same is true for the relationship Anna and Marisol have in my upcoming December 6 release of CAN’T FAKE THIS from Loose, Id. Anna knows how she feels deep down, but needs her best gal pal to confirm it. Here’s a an excerpt:
Marisol and I sat on her back porch, drinking hot chocolate on another relatively warm afternoon for December. God, I loved the South, where sixty degrees isn’t unusual for the height of winter. Even so, a flame blazed in the fire pit located in the center of her coffee table.
“Have you made a decision?” Marisol asked. She pushed around the remnants of the homemade smores our kids created earlier as she searched for more marshmallows to add to her cup. “It’s been over three weeks, and you were wrong. You said I’d pine for two weeks, but I’m still moping around barely able to function.”
“Has he contacted you?”
“At first, he would text every couple of days. Nothing big. He asked how I was. Stuff like that. I kept it light and distant, then today he sent me a message asking how was he ever going to get over me.”
“Did you reply?”
“No. I wanted to tell him, I’ll let you know when I figure out how I’m going to get over you, but then I got another message. Said he missed me all the time and it wasn’t just about sex. That he simply loved being with me.”
Marisol’s mouth dropped. “He’s seriously in love with you.”
“How do you feel?”
I took a big gulp of hot cocoa. “I’m attracted to him, but there’s more. I love him. He makes me laugh and feel good about myself. Chase cherishes and protects without dominating. He lets me be me and loves me for that.”
“Do you still think it’s a rebound thing?”
“No. I’ve done some serious soul searching, and all I could come up with is yeah, Frog number one should have been the jumping off board, but why dive again when I’m already over my head in love?”
Marisol sat her cup down and leaned forward to garner my full attention. “Take a chance. Don’t be afraid and risk happiness for the sake of obeying the post-divorce books.”
I rubbed my forehead, letting her words sink in.
I glanced at her.
“Better yet, go see him.”
Do you a story about you and your best friend? An embarassing moment? Mine involves a fender bender in high school. I wasn’t driving, but distracting my friend singing Elvira. I pretty much made her run into this guy ‘s truck, and he had such crush on her. Well, maybe not so much after she scratched his pride and joy. Are there any touching stories you’d like to share? I’d love to hear about them!