“b.’ Every time Janet talked to her best friend from high school, Lisa never failed to bring back ‘the old glory days’ as she called them. With friends like Lisa, who needed a time machine? One could always” — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“So, Janet, tell me more about yourself,” said Tom after they had ordered lunch. “I’m not sure” — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“Hi, Lisa.” Janet stooped for an air kiss from Lisa. At five seven and one hundred and thirty pounds, Janet was no giant. Fine,… — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“happiness is so much sweeter to enjoy and the sorrow is so much easier to bear when you have friends to share them with.” — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“for Lisa Foley. Talk about stirring up old insecurities… Lisa Foley had been the queen ‘b’ in high school. Come to think of it,… — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“her old friend had come to the rescue. That was another one of Lisa’s remarkable qualities: for as long as Janet had known her,… — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“Oh?” Tom’s eyebrows shot up high. “What an interesting career choice. And may I ask what division you were in?” — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“downsized” by the District Attorney’s office, and when she offered her a job as Assistant General Counsel at Bostoff Securities, Janet literally jumped at… — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“know who got dumped, who didn’t make the cut on the football team, and whose parents got” — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“b.’ Every time Janet talked to her best friend from high school, Lisa never failed to bring back ‘the old glory days’ as she… — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
“first-grader. The same sickening feeling churned her stomach that she remembered when she first entered a room full of strangers as a five-year-old. She… — Marie Astor Copy Share Image
