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hours she’d be with Josh.
    Chris shoved the bags in the back of his Jeep Cherokee. Then Holly and Tina climbed in.
    As they pulled out of the parking lot, Tina studied the interior of the Jeep. She noted an expensive CD player and even a car phone. Chris must be really rich, she decided.
    She rested her head on the plush leather headrest. This is much better than the stiff train seat, she thought.
    â€œSo how far to the campus?” Holly asked, poking her head between them from the backseat. “I can’t wait to see it. Anything fun going on tonight? Last week I visited Blaine College. They have some great music clubs. But I didn’t really like their drama department. Too serious.”
    Tina shared an amused glance with Chris.
    â€œAnd last month I went to Munroe College,” Holly rambled on. “Can you believe they only put on two plays a year? Plus, the nightlife there was dead.”
    â€œLook to your left, Holly,” Chris said. “There’s the Little Town Playhouse.” He pointed to a small brick building set back from the street. “The college drama department performs there sometimes.”
    â€œCute building,” Holly said.
    Chris leaned over and slid in a CD. A second later a familiar song began playing. “I love this CD,” he said, smiling at Tina.
    Bizarre! She loved this CD, too. No one she knew, including Josh, had ever heard of the Psycho Surfers, and Chris had their CD.
    â€œYou know this group?” Tina asked.
    â€œSure,” Chris answered. “I’ve played this song so much Josh will only let me listen to it in the car.”
    â€œDoes this town ever get any concerts?” Holly asked. “Anybody good ever play here?”
    â€œNot too often,” Chris replied, turning the Jeep onto a narrow cobblestone street.
    â€œToo bad,” Holly answered, slumping back in the seat.
    â€œHolly, check that out,” Tina said, pointing to a line of kids outside a club. “There’s a place for you.”
    â€œThat’s Club Cobalt. I don’t go there much anymore,” Chris said. “But it’s pretty popular.”
    Tina noticed a catch in his voice. Why didn’t he go there anymore? she wondered.
    Holly sighed. “We need more clubs back home, don’t we, Tina?”
    Tina shrugged. She didn’t go out to clubs very often. Without Josh, why bother?
    â€œTina,” Chris said, “Josh told me you want to be a model.”
    â€œI do. Ever since I won a modeling contest in the fifth grade,” Tina replied.
    â€œThen I’m sure you’ve heard of my uncle—Rob Roberts, the photographer?” Chris asked.
    Rob Roberts! Everyone knew him. Fashion magazines used his model photos on their covers all the time.
    â€œHe’s your uncle? Wow!” Tina exclaimed, surprised that Josh had never mentioned it to her.
    Chris nodded. “I want to work with him aftergraduation. He promised he’d help me get started in the business.”
    â€œThat’s great,” Tina said.
    â€œIf you have time while you’re here, I’ll do some fashion shots of you,” Chris offered. “I need some more stuff for my portfolio.”
    â€œThat would be a lot of fun, but I don’t know if there will be enough time.” Actually, Tina hoped there wouldn’t be
any
time. She really wanted to spend every minute with Josh.
    â€œI’d love to try some head shots at least,” Chris said. And then added: “If there’s time.”
    They rode through the small town. Tina thought about Josh. Holly commented on the stores and restaurants.
    â€œAre you two hungry?” Chris asked, turning onto a one-way street.
    â€œNo,” Holly replied. “We ate sandwiches on the train.”
    â€œToo bad,” Chris replied. “There’s an awesome Mexican restaurant over there.”
    Tina smiled. “I love Mexican food.”
    â€œHave you ever had a