“What is? Jenny asked.

Shane smiled. “Hey, you’re awake.”

“We were just talking about Lara’s surprise party,” Mark said, catching her up to speed on the conversation.

Jenny grabbed Shane’s mug out of her hands and took a sip. “That’s tomorrow night, right?” She handed the cup back to Shane.

“See,” Shane said to Mark. “I’m not the only one.”
“What?” Jenny said, looking at them both.

“It’s tonight,” Shane told her.

“Really?” Jenny replied.

Shane and Mark both nodded.

“Shit…”  Jenny said. “We have to go shopping.”

Shane looked at Mark quizzically. Mark shrugged, not knowing why Jenny felt the sudden urge to go shopping either.

Jenny smacked Shane on the shoulder. “Shane, we didn’t get her a present yet.”

“Shit…” Shane sighed. “You got any ideas?”

“You know her better then I do,” Jenny replied.

Shane set her cup of coffee down. “Alright, we’re gonna need to leave soon cause this is gonna take awhile.”

“I’ll go change,” Jenny said.

Three Hours Later –

“Do you think she’ll like it?” Jenny asked.

“I hope so,” Shane said as she unlocked the passenger side door to her
truck. She opened the door for Jenny, who immediately climbed in.
Jenny looked at Shane, expecting her to walk around to the other side
of the car and do the same, but her friend just stood there, staring at
something across the street.
“Shane?” Jenny said, wondering why she was still standing there.

Shane shook her head. “Uhmm, here.” She handed Jenny the bag that had
Lara’s present in it. “Just – could you just, give me a sec?” she said.

“Okay…” Jenny replied, slightly confused.
“Just stay here,” Shane said. “I’ll be right back.” Without another
word she took off, running across the street. She slowed to a stop as
she approached the young man standing on the corner. “Clive?”
The scraggly blonde turned when he heard his name being called. He
smiled brightly when he saw her. “Shane! Oh my god, what are you doing
here?” He pulled his old friend into a tight embrace.
“I was uh, shopping across the street,” Shane told him, returning the hug.
“It’s good to see you,” Clive said as they broke apart. “How have you been?”

“Good, good,” Shane told him. “You?”

“I moved out of my mom’s,” he replied.