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    They were complete opposites. Victoria was tall, African-American, and refined. Debbie was short, Caucasian, and a wild, artsy-fartsy kinda gal. Victoria wore heels, while Debbie wore Birkenstocks. Victoria ate sushi, while Debbie preferred Ramen Noodles. Victoria sipped mocha lattes, while Debbie drank hot water and valerian root. But over the years they’d become as close as any blood sisters could be.
    â€œWhen I met him he was wearing the cutest t-shirt and shorts,” Debbie countered, trying to defend Vincent.
    â€œThat doesn’t count. It’s hard to foul up workout gear!”
    â€œOkay, so what if he’s not the best dresser? You can’t just throw out the baby with the bath water!”
    â€œDebbie, he had a gold tooth.”
    â€œI know, isn’t it incredibly cool?”
    â€œI don’t believe you just said that,” Victoria strained. She had one hand on the wheel and the other on her head. Things like this brought up their differences. To Debbie, a gold tooth was incredibly cool . To Victoria, it was the equivalent of the grim reaper’s kiss of death.
    â€œVictoria, I think you’re overreacting. You need to be more open-minded.”
    Victoria ignored her statement. “Debbie, he was loud, obnoxious and completely uncouth. But I’ve saved the best for last. Let me tell you the absolute worst part of this bullshit date, and the real reason why I’m so upset! That idiot told me he was making an exception by going out with me because he normally only dates light skinned women, but because I have a nice ass and good hair, I get a pass. Then he told me that he puts on his “good guy” act for white folks . . . like you . . . to make y’all feel comfortable with his stupid ass,” Victoria huffed. “I should’ve walked away when I first saw him, but nooooo , I was trying to be open-minded! ” she shouted, ending her tirade.
    â€œOh shit,” Debbie whispered in a low voice. “Victoria, I’m so sorry. I had no idea Vincent was like that. I guess I made a terrible, terrible mistake.”
    â€œI can’t believe Rob thought that asshole was cool. He usually has better judgment about people.”
    â€œWell, actually . . . um . . . he and Rob only played basketball one time. Vincent’s in my aerobics class, and honestly, he seemed so nice. When I found out he was single, I immediately thought about you. You know, because it’s been so long since you’ve gone out with anyone. Not since . . . ”
    â€œDon’t say his name,” Victoria snapped.
    â€œI wasn’t going to . . . Victoria, you’re my friend and I care about you. It’s been a year . . .”
    There was a silent pause.
    Debbie was one of the most sincere and caring people Victoria knew, and was sensitive to a fault. She knew that her friend meant well, and she felt bad for yelling at her. “I guess I should’ve talked to that fool myself before agreeing to go out with him. And you’re right, I do need to start dating again, this just wasn’t the guy to do it with,” she said, softening her tone.
    â€œI’m really, really sorry,” Debbie apologized again. “So . . . do you forgive me? Are we cool?”
    â€œYes, I forgive you. And we’re always cool, you know that.”
    â€œGood,” Debbie breathed with relief. “Hey, are you still meeting us at Sambuca tomorrow night? You better say yes, I’ll even buy all your drinks . . . it’s the least I can do.”
    Damn, I forgot about tomorrow night , Victoria sighed to herself. She’d promised her friends she would join them, and she knew that if she bailed out once again she’d never hear the end of it. “It’s time for you to start going out again,” she could hear them saying. So in spite of her reluctance, she told Debbie she would be there.
    After ending their call, Victoria pulled into the