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showed that she didn’t remember the conversation of the evening before. That was hardly a surprise considering her half-closed eyes and pale skin.
     
    “What?” she asked in a croaky voice.
     
    Carrie couldn’t stop herself laughing.
     
    “How much did you drink last night after I left?”
     
    Darlene let out a groan as she put a hand to her forehead.
     
    “I’d tell you if I could remember,” she replied.
     
    She lifted the bottle of water in her hand to take a gulp and it was obvious she was fighting to rid herself of a serious hangover.
     
    “Come on, I’ll buy you a coffee at the refectory,” Carrie said. “You look like you could do with one.”
     
    Darlene just nodded her head and followed. When they got to the refectory, she dropped in the first empty seat she came to and watched as her friend walked across to the serving counter to buy the coffees.
     
    “There you go,” Carrie said. “Get that down your throat. It will make you feel better.”
     
    Darlene picked up the sweet, black coffee to drink some and let out a sigh. Her head was thumping and she pressed fingers on her temple as she willed the ache to go away. She shut her eyes for a few seconds before opening them again to look across the table.
     
    “This is going to be a long day,” she said.
     
    “That will teach you to go out and get drunk on a weekday,” Carrie teased.
     
    “Yeah, OK Miss Smarty Pants,” Darlene protested. “Just because you ran for it last night doesn’t mean you have to lecture those of us that succumbed to the lure of alcohol.”
     
    “That’s a very sweet way of saying you got completely out of your head,” Carrie joked.
     
    Darlene rolled her eyes.
     
    “Whatever,” she intoned in a droll voice. “What did you mean about finding out where someone lives?”
     
    “The man I told you about last night,” Carrie replied. “You do remember some of what went on, or is it all just an alcohol haze to you now?”
     
    Darlene closed her eyes for a second as her brow furrowed, but a smile then spread across her face to show that the memory of the conversation from the previous evening came to her.
     
    “Your teenage crush?” she queried.
     
    “Yes, my teenage crush,” Carrie answered. “I couldn’t get him out of my head when I came home last night and there are websites on the internet that can be used to track people down.”
     
    “You got an address for him?”
     
    Carrie nodded her head.
     
    “It only needed around an hour of searching for a few of the websites to come up with the same address in San Francisco.”
     
    “Nice,” Darlene said and her smile grew wider. “So, when do you leave?”
     
    “Should I do it?” Carrie asked.
     
    “Of course,” Darlene replied adamantly. “You’ll regret it if you don’t.”
     
    “What if he’s happily married?” Carrie let out.
     
    “What if he’s not?” Darlene countered immediately. “If you don’t do this, you’ll always be left wondering what might have been.”
     
    Carrie let out a sigh. She knew her friend was speaking the truth, and it just confirmed the conclusion she was coming to. Her idea of going to college to get on with her life wasn’t working like she planned, and the thought of Carl would always be niggling at the back of her mind. Going to San Francisco would end things one way or the other. If he was happily married or in a relationship, then she would know to get on with her life, and if he wasn’t then…
     
    There was no point in getting ahead of herself, but the decision was made. She sat chatting with Darlene as they finished their drinks then got up to set her plan in motion. There was no point in giving up on college altogether, considering she might need to return, and the story formed in her head as she walked along to see her student counselor. There was a nervousness to telling a lie, but it seemed the best option in the circumstances.
     
    “Morning, Carrie,” Mr. Johnson said when