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EMMY
“Clementine Ryder, I swear to god, if you’re going to mope all night,
I’m taking you back home,” Teddy said.
“I’m not moping!” I protested, even though I was definitely
moping. Being home had that effect on me. So did Teddy’s usage of my full
name. Seriously, who named their only daughter after a fruit?
When it came to a night out, Teddy meant business, and when Teddy
meant business, there was no arguing with her. Usually, I didn’t mind.
Teddy was my best friend. She knew me better than I knew myself, and
knew what I needed before I even did. When I made the decision this
morning to pack up my apartment, break up with my boyfriend using a
Post-it note on the fridge, and leave the barrel racing circuit, I drove 300
miles straight to her house in our small hometown.
I hadn’t even unpacked my truck yet—it was sitting in Teddy’s
driveway.
I recognized the dirt road Teddy was driving us down, and immediately
wished I was back with my truck.
“The Devil’s Boot? Really?” I asked. I knew we didn’t have a lot of
options in Meadowlark, but The Devil’s Boot was one place I would like to
avoid. The chances that I knew every single one of its current occupants
was dangerously high.
My dad and brothers didn’t know I was home yet, and I needed them to
stay out of the loop for a little bit longer.
“Yes, The Devil’s Boot. It’s fun and mindless,” she explained. “And you
need fun and mindless, Emmy.” Honestly, I probably did need that, but
Teddy’s definition of fun had historically been a little different than mine.
“You know what’s fun?” I asked. “Wine and—”
Teddy interrupted me and finished my sentence. “Wine and Sweet Home
Alabama is fun. You’re right,” she said. “But, Emmy. You’ve been sitting in
your apartment in Denver doing wine and Sweet Home Alabama for a
month. Literally, every time I FaceTimed you, I could hear Patrick
Dempsey getting dumped at the altar, and then I could see his teary blue
eyes in my mind—there’s only so much of that I can take.”
“That’s the best scene in the whole movie,” I argued. “It breaks your
heart and puts it back together.”
Teddy placed her hand over her heart. “I am not undermining the merits
of Sweet Home Alabama,” she said. “I would never. I’m just saying, there’s
a reason you came home instead of watching it for a thirty-second time.”
Damn. I hated it when she had a point.
“Fine,” I conceded. “But you’re getting every round.”
Teddy laughed. “You’re thinking too small. Why should I pay for your
drinks—or my own—when I know there are at least a dozen men in The
Devil’s Boot who would love to buy them for us?”
“You’re overestimating my powers of male persuasion,” I said.
“And you’re underestimating mine,” Teddy said with a wink. “Plus,”
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