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asked innocently.
    "My grandma's burning a turkey again," Meredith sighed, pouring us all more tea. "It's tradition."
    "Boo," Judith said as she popped a raspberry petit four into her mouth. "My parents are going to visit my sister at her study-abroad
     program in Budapest. They're chucking me off to my aunt's house in rural Pennsylvania for the week. Did I mention that I'm
     dreading it?"
    "Go ahead, Flan," Mer said. "Torture us with your special plans."
    Judith laughed. "Yeah, what is it? A banquet at the Hiltons' house? Dinner at the Rainbow Room? Or will you be pigging out
     on wasabi rice crisps and crazily expensive champagne with Sara-Beth Benny?" She flicked her hair around, and this time a
     lock actually hit my cheek.
    My face burned. Meredith and Judith had made remarks like this in the past about SBB, but they were always said in good humor.
     Today, because I still had the awkward Adam moment on my mind, I wasn't so sure.
    "Actually," I mumbled, looking down at my empty plate, "we're taking a trip to Nevis with some of our family friends. As if
     my mom needs another Caribbean vacation. Anyway . . . I was going to . . . I'm allowed to invite one of you to come with."
    Meredith's jaw dropped. Judith's fork clattered to her plate. They stared at me in stunned silence.
    "Omigod!"
    "Flan!"
    "You have to take me!"
    "My Thanksgiving is going to suck so much more than hers!"
    "Not even! Have you ever been to rural Pennsylvania?"
    "I'll do anything!"
    They were talking so fast, I could barely keep up. Suddenly both my friends were leaning across the table, all eager smiles
     and sparkling eyes. Even the little kids in the restaurant were looking at us.
    "Well," I said slowly, glad to see that they were so into the idea, but slightly overwhelmed by their exuberance. "I don't
     know . . . how am I supposed to decide?"
    "I'll do your bio homework for a month," Judith threw out.
    "Flan doesn't need help with her homework," Meredith said, grabbing a piece of frilly fabric from one of her bags. "I can
     add an awesome ruffled hem to the bottom of your skirt so it won't be so short on you."
    "Hey!" I said, looking down at my plum corduroy Alice + Olivia skirt. Well, maybe it had gotten a little too short.
    Judith laid her hand on mine. "I like the way your skirt looks, Flan. Plus, I know a sophomore girl who's an office aide.
     I can get you a permanent hall pass."
    Meredith leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest. She looked like she was about to lay down her trump
     card.
    "I promise to lose any last bit of a grudge that I might have about"—she paused dramatically— "Adam."
    Our table was quiet for a moment.
    Then Judith said, "So will I."
    "You guys," I said.
    "No, seriously," Meredith said, and Judith nodded. "It's time we put all of this mess behind us . . . in Nevis!"
    Wow. At least I wasn't the only one who still felt like Adam was the eight-hundred-pound quarterback in the room that none
     of us wanted to talk about. I guess we were on the same page, which was such a huge relief. I couldn't help it—my lips curled
     up in a grin.
    "You know what," I told them, "screw the Zumbergs. If they have enough room for fifty people in their bungalows, they can
     make room for fifty-one. I really want both of you to come."
    At that instant, the whole restaurant erupted in cheers. The bratty six-year-old had finally unwrapped her last massive pink-ribboned
     box (another life-size American Girl doll), and all the other parents seemed to be celebrating the fact that the party was
     over. More immediately, at our table, Meredith and Judith had both attacked me. They flung a tangle of arms around my shoulders,
     ruffled my ponytail, and even kissed my forehead. You'd think I had just asked them to be the maids of honor in my wedding.
    "Oh, Flan," Judith breathed. "You won't regret this."
    "We are going to have somuchfun" Meredith agreed.
    And suddenly, I couldn't wait to be on the beach with them. I could