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snap.
    One time when I was younger, my mother told me something that has me wanting to punch
     Skylar in the face for being such a clueless tool sometimes.
    “When someone asks you a question, or keeps asking the same question, chances are
     they already know the answer. It’s best to just tell the truth.”
    My mom is one smart cookie. Even after all these years, it’s the little things like
     this, the words she would speak casually, that provide the most insight into my life
     as an adult. She wasn’t always a perfect mom, but she got the job done and did it
     right.
    “So … dinner tonight, just us?” Skylar reiterates.
    “I haven’t really had a chance to talk to my mom about the engagement. I’ll probably
     try to catch up with her later on. Maybe get some ideas where to start in this wedding
     planning stuff. You have things you can do, right? Something at the shop?”
    Third time’s a charm?
    “Yeah, I can find something to do. There’s always something to work on.”
    I quit. I’m done. There’s absolutely no hope for him.
    “Alright. I’ll talk to you later, then.” I excuse myself from the table, rush into the master
     bathroom and lock the door. I can only take so much of him omitting information.
     I know I should just ask him like a real adult, but I want Skylar to feel comfortable
     talking to me, telling me what’s going on in his life. Why is it important enough
     for Danny to know, but not me? They just talked about it hours before Danny told
     me. It couldn’t have slipped his mind. There’s a reason behind my not knowing, and
     it’s eating at me.
    After scalding my body with water as hot as I can withstand and dancing around washing
     my body to some Spice Girls, most of the stress washes down the drain. It’s silly
     and girly, but it usually does the trick. Yet again, my method works.
    Dressing in a pair of black yoga pants, a black tee shirt with a saying from one of
     my favorite books, and towel drying my hair just enough to not be sopping wet, I throw
     it up in another bun. I’m ready to start my day … again.
    On the dining room table, I find the mess Skylar left when he took off. He couldn’t
     have stayed more than a few minutes after I got in the shower. Whatever it was that
     he needed to get to must be pretty important for him not to finish his bagel or throw
     his cup in the sink.
    I quickly straighten up the kitchen and start the dishwasher. When I come home later,
     my mood is probably going to be shitty again and the last thing I need is to walk
     into a dirty house.
    Pulling a hoodie over my head and grabbing a pair of sneakers from the closet, I fling
     my purse over my shoulder and take the elevator to the parking garage.
    Heading to my car, I hear someone call my name. Once I register who it is, I snap.
     Since leaving Kylee’s yesterday and wondering about Skylar’s whereabouts, I totally
     forgot that she’s been missing for three days now. I consider ignoring her, but the
     garage isn’t that big and she’s bound to catch up to me. Best to hash this out right
     now so I can move on with the impromptu meeting at my mom’s.
    “Oh. I’m sorry. I’ve been scared shitless that some creeper kidnapped and threw
     my best friend in a well. It doesn’t look like you’ve been putting lotion on your
     skin, so what the fuck happened?”
    “I was lost in writing, that’s all. I was home the entire time. Why didn’t you use
     your key?” Oh, sweet Kylee, today’s not the day to be a smart ass, I promise you that.
    “If you were on some crazy sex bender, I didn’t want to be part of it. I knew when
     you left our Pitch Perfect dance party that something was off. I knew that you were
     freaking out about Jacoby and his daughter. I figured you were either dead or letting
     the first string seniors at U of M run a train on you, trying to fuck Jacoby out of
     your mind. I didn’t want to stumble into either scenario.” Long winded, I know,
     but hell if