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of jeans, a t-shirt and some underwear before she
headed back into the bathroom to change. It was hard for her to hold
her tongue. While she was glad to see that Sangi was putting herself
out there again, she still didn’t know how she felt about
Andrew. Last night she’d thought maybe they’d just start
dating, take it slow. Now, she could see Sangi really cared for him.
Dressing quickly, she tossed her hair into a ponytail before walking
back into the room. Sangi still wore a spaced out, happy look on her
face. The lopsided, goofy grin making Chelsea sigh.
    “ Just
be careful, I don’t want you to get hurt.”
    “ I
won’t. He’s breaking up with Emily today. Last night he
told me that he’d been planning to for a while. The only reason
he hadn’t was that his mother kept insisting he settle down.
After everything that happened yesterday with you and Catherine, he
decided to wait a little longer until his mom cooled off. Don’t
give me that look. He’s breaking it off with her, he really
is,” she said defensively.
    Chelsea
threw up her hands. “I just hope he is.”
    Sangi
seemed a bit annoyed as they walked down with each other. Usually she
would be constantly chattering, giving her every sordid detail of her
night spent in bliss. However, she didn’t say a word until they
entered the dining room to say good morning to everyone. Catherine
was talking excitedly with Matthew, her eyes bright. Chelsea decided
she would give her a chance. Maybe she really did feel bad about what
happened the other day. In any case, Matthew seemed a lot less
stressed than he had the day before. She would take her small
blessings where she could get it.
    After
a while, Sangi seemed to forget she was upset as her bubbly voice
filled the room as they ate. She and Andrew kept glancing at each
other, little smiles on their lips before they looked away again.
Chelsea wondered if she’d been transported back to high school.
Just as breakfast was finishing up, Catherine announced she was
taking her and Dorothy shopping.
    “ Let
the guys get a chance to know each other. Sangi, you’re welcome
to come along too.”
    They
left the dining room, ready to head into town. Chelsea had her
wedding book tucked under her arm, purse on her wrist as she walked
down the stairs. She was digging around in it when she ran into
Matthew at the bottom.
    “ Ouch!
Sorry, honey.”
    He
kissed her forehead. “It’s okay. I see you and my mother
are getting along again. What did she say to you?”
    Chelsea
shrugged. “She just apologized. I figure there’s no point
holding a grudge when we’re all about to be family.”
    He
nodded, looking thoughtful. “I agree. I’m
just...surprised I guess. I don’t think I’ve ever heard
my mother say sorry.”
    “ Well,”
Chelsea dragged out slowly, ”she didn’t. Not in exact
terms, but I think her heart’s in the right place.”
    They
heard the clicking of heels as Catherine walked to the entrance way.
She held a small clutch purse. Sangi walked in to join them, followed
by Dorothy who had pulled out all of the stops and was dressed in a
long tropical summer dress, her salt and pepper hair pulled up and
off of her neck. They said their goodbyes then began heading for the
door when Chelsea turned back to Matthew.
    “ Try
and patch things up with your brother, okay?”
    Matthew
looked at her in surprise, but returned the kiss placed on his lips.
She followed the other two outside to a beautiful little red
convertible that matched Catherine’s nail polish. They all
piled in heading for a boutique in the city. It felt good to be in
the open air, it felt like freedom to Chelsea who had began to
suffocate in the stuffy house. She stretched out her hand, letting it
float through the wind like she had as a child. Since the weekend had
began, she really felt comfortable. Soft, classical music filtered
through the speakers making Chelsea yawn. It was so comfortable. Her
eyelids began to close, but she wanted to

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