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DAPHNE “So you’re going to make me ask?” Xana stares at me, a piece of lettuce dangling from her fork. “How was the Bahamas?” I shrug nonchalantly. “It was fun, good. Lots of sun and sand. How was the lake?” “Seriously? That’s all you’re going to give me?” “I don’t know what else you expect me to say.” “Oh, I dunno, maybe elaborate on what it was like to fly on a private jet, stay on a private yacht, and lunch at The Four Fucking Seasons?” I laugh at how dramatic she’s being. “Well, yeah, that was unparalleled. Makes me sad that I can’t vacation like that all the time. Nothing like when we went to Panama City Beach in college with eight other girls and split a single hotel room and lived off ramen and liquor for four days.” I gag just thinking about it. “I know what you’re trying to do.” “Tell me about the lake.” I smile. “It was good. Ryan’s parents were hilarious. His dad brought a ukulele and got tipsy and sang. Embarrassed Ryan but made me laugh. Now, will you please tell me if any