Southern Comfort (9781622863747) by Skyy Page B

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    â€œYeah, I guess so. No tears, my weeping Willow.” Katrina caressed Willow’s cheek.
    â€œNo tears,” Willow said as she felt the tears forming in her eyes.
    Katrina pulled Willow close planting a long kiss against her forehead. “Talk to you later,” Katrina said as she walked off. She didn’t want to turn around. She knew if she turned around she might not leave.
    Willow watched the woman she was crazy about disappear into the crowd. It was over as quickly as it started. She didn’t feel like taking the Tube home so she grabbed a black cab. Suddenly everything reminded her of Katrina. She smiled as she passed different things that they went to, remembering the fun they had.
    Willow arrived back at her home to find Piper trying on a dress that she was in the process of making.
    â€œOkay, first off this dress has to belong to me. And second off, how you holding up, honey?”
    Willow sat on her couch, Piper joined her.
    â€œI can’t believe it’s over. Hell I can’t believe it happened to begin with.” Willow sighed.
    Piper put her hand on Willow’s thigh. “The good thing is that now you know.” Piper smiled.
    â€œI know what? That life isn’t fair?”
    â€œNo, that the real thing is out there; you just have be open to it.”
    Willow turned her face toward her friend. “But what if I just let the one get on a plane to America?”
    The two sat in silence pondering the question. Piper suddenly jumped up. “Okay, I have one question: why didn’t you go to America with her?”
    Willow shrugged her shoulders. She had thought about that question a million times. Katrina never asked her to come to the States even though they had joked about her coming and visiting Graceland. In the end a wild European vacation was one thing, but Willow packing up and heading to America just seemed farfetched for some reason.
    â€œWell I do have a career to think about, and she has a restaurant about to open.”
    â€œUm, I’m sorry but is your sewing machine attached to the floor?”
    â€œWhat?” Willow looked at her friend who was looking at herself in the full-length mirror.
    â€œI’m just saying, you work from home, you can sketch and create clothes anywhere.”
    Willow knew Piper was right. “She didn’t ask me to come. If she wanted me in America she would have asked just like she asked me to travel with her.”
    â€œI guess.” Piper pulled the half-finished dress off and threw her little dress over her head. “Anywho, I gotta get out of here so I can go to work. Let’s hang later.”
    Willow nodded her head. She got up and locked the door behind her. She thought about Piper’s questions. Maybe she should have offered to come. Did she miss the chance to be with the woman she couldn’t stop thinking about? Willow shook her head trying to shake the thoughts out as well. She knew wondering would drive her crazy. She picked up the dress that Piper had tried on. At least she could throw herself into her work; that was something that could take her mind off of Katrina, at least for a little bit.

Chapter 10
    Katrina slept the majority of her flight. She had the layover from hell in Chicago when her flight was delayed due to late flight attendants. She couldn’t jump out of her seat fast enough when the pilot announced they could get up to get off the plane.
    The Memphis International Airport left much to be desired after being in Heathrow. There weren’t stores all over the place, just a few places to eat and a Hudson newsstand. Katrina never noticed how bare the walls were in the Memphis airport. In the end it didn’t matter. She was happy to be home.
    Devon pulled into the airport baggage claim and pickup area. She answered her phone as it started to ring.
    â€œAre you there yet?” Teri’s voice echoed through the speakers in Devon’s car.
    â€œPulling