“Ok, like, hold on…,” began Shane.  Then she stopped, seeing the one person she still wasn’t ready to see.  She stopped short, seeing Shane sitting with her friends.

            “Shane….,” stammered Carmen.  The jade green coffee cup slipped from her long elegant fingers, falling to the tile floor, shattering into a million sharded pieces.  It was as if the silence was a shroud of death, covering the room, every sound hollow, yet loudly vibrating through the both of them.

            “Carm,” said Shane.  Standing up, sending the chair skittering away from her.  “Don’t leave, Carmen, come back.”

            Carmen didn’t go back, instead she ran out the front door of The Planet on quick feet.  Shane didn’t know if she should follow her, or leave her alone.  The hesitation allowed Carmen speed away in her car.  Tires squealing on the wet pavement, so Shane stood there, the room moving around her as if nothing had happened.

            “Sit back down, Shane,” said Bette gently, having gotten up and righted the spilled chair.  Taking Shane’s cool hand and leading her back to her circle of friends.

            Shane did.  “She’s still…  angry at me?”

            “That’s putting it lightly.  I heard her mother tried to curse you, made a Shane Voodoo doll too,” Jenny said.

            “Ha, ha,” said Shane.  Then the serious looks on her friend’s face told her that they were not kidding.  “Wow.”

            “You left her at the alter, asshole,” Jenny stated.

            “I know, I was there, I know what I did,” said Shane.  She raised her hand, waving to someone across the room.

            “Here two minutes, and already waving to… oh helloooooooooooo….,” said Alice.  Staring at the woman across the room.  Tall, long blonde hair, dark eyes, luminously tanned skin, dressed in skin tight jeans, and a barely there halter top.  A bag slung across her chest, something worn, and well loved.

            “I think Dana would say, Crispay right now,” said Bette with a laugh. 

            “Or tie me down and devour me,” offered Jenny, rising her cup in memory of Dana.  Bette followed suit, then Alice nodded, doing the same.