Every Boy's Got One (7 page)

Re: His Mother

Is this a setup? Are you and Mark playing Fix Up the Best Friends? Because I told you before, I’m TAKEN. Besides. He’s not my type.

J

To: Jane Harris

Fr: Holly Caputo

Re: His Mother

You have a
type
? What is it? The only thing the guys you’ve dated have in common is that they’ve all been unemployed. Or, if they HAD jobs, they were also screwing Amy Jenkins, like Dave.

Holly

To: Holly Caputo

Fr: Jane Harris

Re: His Mother

Whatever happened to her, anyway?

J

To: Jane Harris

Fr: Holly Caputo

Re: His Mother

Who? Amy Jenkins?

She married a rich lawyer, moved to Pound Ridge, and squeezed out two kids.

Holly

To: Holly Caputo

Fr: Jane Harris

Re: His Mother

No! No, she didn’t! Why did you tell me that? THAT’S NOT FAIR!!! She tried to ruin my life!!! Why should SHE have a happy ending?

J

To: Jane Harris

Fr: Holly Caputo

Re: His Mother

You call living in Pound Ridge with a lawyer and two kids a happy ending? You so know she spends her days working out and helping the nanny make wheat-free snacks.

Don’t worry. In a couple of years she’ll pudge out and he’ll trade her in for a younger model and she won’t be able to get a job to support herself anywhere because she doesn’t have any references, and one day you and Cal will pull into an outlet Benetton to pick up a pair of socks and she’ll be working the cash register.

Holly

To: Holly Caputo

Fr: Jane Harris

Re: His Mother

I don’t want to talk about this anymore.

J

To: Jane Harris

Fr: Holly Caputo

Re: His Mother

Why not?

Holly

To: Holly Caputo

Fr: Jane Harris

Re: His Mother

Well, for one thing, he’s sitting right next to me! He might see! Cut it out!

J

To: Jane Harris

Fr: Holly Caputo

Re: His Mother

He’s not paying attention. He has his own emails to catch up on. Come on. What did he say? He must have said SOMETHING. You guys just sat next to each other for seven hours. Are you telling me he didn’t say ANYTHING that entire time?

Holly

To: Holly Caputo

Fr: Jane Harris

Re: His Mother

Nothing. Really. Oh, at the baggage carousel, he said he was sorry for stepping on my foot.

J

To: Jane Harris

Fr: Holly Caputo