Romance
I've used my status as Rachel Drew's childhood friend to cling to her world for twenty years.Everyone knows I'm the headache she can't shake, the one who's always finding some new way to make her life difficult.But the day she picked up her new car, I suddenly reined in every last one of my moods and turned as silent as a ghost.Even Rachel found the change unsettling.She drove back to our shared apartment late that night through the rain, and for the first time ever, softened her tone to explain herself to me."I didn't let you ride with me tonight because Dennis has a thing about germs. He can't stand the smell of grease and smoke that clings to you from the stew house."The rain wasn't bad, so I just dropped him off first. Can we please not do the silent treatment again?"So it was Dennis Collin's precious germ phobia again, the one that couldn't stand a whiff of anything that smelled like real cooking.I gave her a thin smile. "It's fine. I don't mind."Not that it mattered. In three days, I'd be leaving abroad for the Le Cordon Violet culinary school in Dufonce, and after that, neither of us would have to worry about who smelled like what.
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