Gina and Mike
buds and I instinctively put my arms around her.
    I nodded toward the door. “I was just about ready to go in. Want to go in together?”
    Sue smiled. “Sure. I’m supposed to meet Gina here, but she’s probably already inside.”
    Sue scanned the parking lot.  “I don’t see her Audi.”
    Just hearing Gina’s name made my heart skip a beat. I had wondered if she was coming and now that I knew that she was, I was scared as hell to see her. I had practiced bumping into her in front of the mirror all week, practicing what I would say, how I would smile. And now I’d see if all of my practice paid off.  I took a deep breath and walked with Sue to the front door. The closer we got to the door, the sweatier my palms got.
    “Save me a dance, OK?”  Sue said. “You always were the best dancer. You and Gi…”
    She stopped in mid-sentence.
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean…”
    “It’s OK. It’s been 20 years. You’re right. Gina and I were pretty good dancers.”
    Sue slipped in the door and I followed her, stopping at the table right inside to sign in and get our nametags.
    “Sue and Mike,” Lynn said, coming out from behind the table to hug us both. “I’m so glad you came.”
    She waved her arm toward the other end of the room. “There’s an open bar and some munchies to hold you over until dinner.”
    Lynn looked at Sue. “Gina told me to tell you that she’s over at the mementoes table with Tom. You’re to head over there.”
    Sue started to walk away and then stopped and turned around. “Are you coming?”
    “With you?” I asked.
    “Yes, with me.” Sue held out her hand. “Don’t you want to see Tom and Gina?”
    I nodded. “Sure.” If my hands were sweaty before, they were drenched now. I stuck them inside my pockets to wipe them off.
    Sue hadn’t changed. She was always a take-charge-kind-of-girl.
    “Sue! Sue! Over here.”
    We glanced in the direction of the voice. “It’s Karen,” Sue said.
    Karen rushed over and hugged Sue and looked at me and squinted. “Michael Parker?”
    I nodded.
    “Omigod. You haven’t changed one bit. Well, except for the gray around the temples but it makes you look sexier.”
    A girl was with Karen and she looked like a runway model – tall and thin and dark eyes that looked Asian. 
    “Mia, this is Sue and Mike.”
    Mia held out her hand to shake ours. She had long fingers and her nails were painted a deep red. She wore a band of diamonds on her left ring finger, so I figured she must be married. 
    “Mia is my partner,” Karen explained.
    Holy shit, I thought to myself. I had no idea Karen was gay and this chick, her partner, was drop dead gorgeous. I coughed and tried to recover with a smile. 
    Sue smiled. “Gina told me you two had a son.”
    Karen smiled and dug a small blue photo album out of her purse. She opened it. “This is Will.”
    Sue took the album to get a closer look. “He’s so cute! Looks like you, Mia.”
    Mia smiled. “Thanks. We used my egg.”
    “And I carried him,” said Karen, smiling at Mia.
    Sue held the album up so I could see the photo of Will.  
    I nodded. Will did look like Mia. Same shiny black hair and almond-shaped eyes. I was trying to take in the whole sight. This is the same girl who got pregnant our senior year, had her baby that summer and married the dad. I had heard they split not long after they married, but I had no idea that she preferred girls. Damn, the shit you miss.
    Someone I didn’t recognize came up to talk to Karen and Mia and Sue and I headed toward Gina and Tom. The closer we got the faster my heart beat. I wiped my sweaty palms again. Damn, just thinking about her made me crazy – still!
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 10
     
     
    Mike
     
     
    Gina stood in front of a display table leaning forward to look at photos on a board. Even from a distance I recognized her figure. Her long legs and arms, and tiny waist. She looked beautiful in a brown silk dress and high heels. Her

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