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am saying, so don’t act all innocent. Just tell me you didn’t leave her even more depressed. That girl can’t take anymore. Did she tell you about her own hospital stay?” she asked.
    “No. She didn’t. What happened to her?” I didn’t know why I wanted to know, but something made me ask.
    She looked straight toward the bartender. Her eyes seemed so serious. As she began to talk, she never turned to face me. “She wanted to kill herself.”
    “Well hell. She mentioned that.”
    “She doesn’t leave his side. It isn’t healthy. None of this was her fault,” she explained.
    I lifted my hat off my head and then put it back on. It seemed I did that a lot when I was at a loss for words. “No, I reckon it wasn’t. Why don’t you take her out? Get her to do something. Take her mind off of things.”
    “She won’t, Colt. I try. I try like every day. I don’t know what to do with her. Tonight is a big bonfire and she refuses to come out. I know since it’s the weekend she will be coming home, and even then she just sits around in that house and mopes.”
    “Maybe you need to drag her ass there,” I suggested.
    She gave me a half smile. “Maybe you could ask her to come?”
    “What? Why would she come for me? We aren’t exactly friends, Sabrina, in fact the last time I came to town she made it clear that she hated my guts,” I explained.
    She pushed me on my shoulder. “That’s because you called her a buck toothed boy. You know how much she hated that.”
    “Yeah, well in my defense she did look like a boy for a long time,” I added.
    She pulled out her cell phone and started texting while she was still talking to me. “Trust me when I say that there is nothing boyish about that girl now. I am sure you noticed if you spent time with her earlier.”
    She was right. It was the first thing that I had noticed. That little awkward duckling had turned into a real swan. “Yeah, I noticed,” I said with a sly grin.
    Sabrina got quiet. “Call her. Make her come out with us. Tell her you want to go out but don’t know anyone. Don’t even tell her I saw you here,” she suggested. “Please?”
    “I don’t see how me calling can make any bit of a difference, but I reckon it don’t hurt to try.”
    Sabrina grabbed her gemstone-covered cell phone and started looking through it. “Here is her number,” she said.
    I held up my own phone. “I already beat ya to it, darlin’. She gave it to me earlier.”
    She started smiling while shaking her head. “Well then get to callin’,” she urged.
    I creased my brow while I hit send on the phone. Sabrina continued to drink her beer, while she intently watched for me to respond to the person on the other line.
    “Hello.”
    “Hey, um Van, it’s me, Colt.”
    “Oh. Hey. What’s up? Did the Mitchell’s leave and I can come see Daisy?”
    “No. Actually, I was wonderin' if you would want to come out to this bonfire with me. I don’t know anyone here, but I can’t just sit around in that house.”
    “I don’t think so, Colt. I don’t really do that kind of thing anymore.”
    “I don’t think I can take no for an answer."
    “I can’t, Colt.”
    “I am asking you to do me a favor just like I am doing a favor for you with Daisy. It’s just one night, Van.”
    “Are you saying you won’t help me if I don’t go?”
    “Maybe I am.”
    “You are an asshole, Colton.”
    “Meet me at the old barn in an hour, Van.”
     
    She hung up before agreeing, but I had a feelin' she was gonna show.
    Sabrina was busting. “Tell me what she said.”
    “She ain't happy, but she will be there,” I said confidently.
    She started clapping her hands. “Oh yay! Thank you, thank you!” she said as she hugged me. Before I could pull away, Sabrina brought her lips up to my ear. “I will personally thank you for this later.” When she pulled away, her eyes were focused on mine.
    “You have a deal, sugar,” I winked as I got up from the barstool.
    Sabrina