Sand and Clay Read Free

she had to get back to work and stop
drifting off into her head, so she decided to push away all thoughts of Logan
for the rest of the day and just concentrate on her projects.
    ~**~
    About six hours later, Caroline trudged
through her front door, dropped her purse on the floor, and tossed her keys on
a nearby table. She collapsed on the couch and just laid there. Work had been
exhausting, lots of running around for the senior partners and busy deadlines
that just seemed impossible to meet.
    She glanced over at her phone that
was dangling precariously out of her purse by the front door where she had
dropped it. She scooted to the end of the couch and reached out to try and get
it, nearly falling off the couch.
    It would have taken a lot less
energy to just stand up and go get it, but Caroline was stubborn and didn’t
want to get up. Her father had always joked that she was so stubborn that once
her mind was made up, nothing in the world could budge her.
    She turned her phone on and flicked
through her list of contacts, finding her friend Aralia’s phone number. She
clicked the number and the phone began to ring.
    “Hello?” Aralia’s voice came
through the speakers.
    “Hey girl, it’s me.” Caroline
greeted her.
    Aralia had been one of her best
friends since moving into the city. She was a bartender at a bar in Chelsea
that was always packed, probably due to Aralia’s charming Italian wit and
banter.
    “Hey, Caroline, how was your
weekend?”
    “It was great, just went to the
park and relaxed. Nothing super fun, just getting some rest and trying to catch
up on sleep. Hey, listen I got three free concert tickets for Saturday night,
want to go?” Caroline asked her.
    “Hell yeah, what concert? Can I
bring Jackie?” Aralia responded.
    “Yeah, definitely, I was going to
ask her too.” Caroline said.
    Jackie was Aralia’s cousin and
roommate and the three of them had grown to be close friends and often spent
Friday nights at the bar together or Sunday brunches enjoying gossip and girl
talk.
    “Cool, I'll check with her to see
if she's free on Saturday night, but I'm pretty sure she is. Which concert?”
Aralia asked again.
    Caroline sighed and then told her,
knowing her friend would overreact.
    “Front row tickets at Madison
Square Garden for Logan Clay’s concert.” Caroline admitted, closing her eyes
and praying that her friend wouldn’t inquire as to how she got the tickets. She
was confused enough about the situation, so she certainly didn’t think she
could explain it to someone else.
    “Aaaaaaaaaack!” Aralia screamed
into the phone excitedly.
    Caroline heard a banging sound and
some ruffled noise, assuming Aralia had dropped her phone in her eagerness.
    “Why didn’t you start with that, Caroline?!
Holy crap, that's amazing, I've always loved him! I thought that show was all
sold out, oh Jackie is definitely not going to say no to this. Okay what time
are we meeting, I cannot wait. Ugh, I can’t believe that it's Monday and we
still have to wait the rest of the week!” Aralia started rambling into the
phone, not giving Caroline any chance to respond.
    “How about 6pm Saturday?” Caroline
said when she finally found a second to squeeze into the conversation.
    “Yes, I'll meet you at your place. Holy
shit, what am I going to wear? Gotta go, Caroline, I need to go shopping right
this instant. I wish I had more time to find the best thing to wear! Come
shopping with me!”
    “Tomorrow, maybe, I'm tired
tonight. Think I am just going to stay in.” Caroline said.
    “Ugh, fine. I'll grab you from your
job tomorrow or later in the week, we need to find something amazing to wear to
this. Oh my god, front row, Logan Clay might see us! I wonder if I have any
sexy underwear to throw on stage.” And with that Aralia hung up.
    Caroline rolled her eyes and turned
off her phone. She knew the girls would be excited about this and so was she,
but there was a knot of nervousness in her stomach that she