FLASH FICTION
Who Invited Her to the Party?
You have to admit that she’s great
“It was supposed to be my party. I invited the people I wanted there.” Dorie grabbed a black turtleneck.
“It was.” Jenna examined a black leather skirt.
“Then Hanna shows up — like she always does. Like anyone invited her.”
“Someone must have.” Jenna draped another skirt over her arm.
“She brought me flowers. Flowers that needed a vase and water. So she could steal my boyfriend.”
“Hanna was just being polite, bringing you a gift. And? You can’t steal someone who doesn’t want to go.”
Dorie glared at her best friend.
“Who’s side are you on?”
“Yours. You know that. Why is this such a big deal?”
“Kevin won’t answer my texts. He’s not home either.”
“He’s probably at a work site.”
“Yeah — Hanna.”
“I’m going to try these on.” Jenna headed for the dressing room.
“I’ll be there in a minute.”
In the dressing room, Jenna texted: CALL DORIE.
