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“When are we going to get to meet her, Mark?” Denise asked.
“Did you do it all night long?” Ty joked.
“Shut up,” Mark snapped, defensively.
Ty’s question parroted one of the group’s favorite movie quotes. There were laughs around, but Denise wasn’t amused. She studied Mark’s annoyed and troubled face with deep concern. His infatuation with “Annie” was unhealthy. Sure, she was pretty, but it probably wasn’t even her real picture, let alone her real name. They all knew he’d never met her, yet he insisted on keeping up the pretense.
It crushed Denise to watch Mark wasting hours of his life with what amounted to a pixel pin-up girl. Yes Denise stalked her. So what? Her Facebook profile was the most contrived thing she could ever imagine… Interested in: Guys, Partying, Guys… come on. What Mark really needed was a real date, someone with breaths and a pulse.
“You should forget Annie,” Denise said. “I met this girl at the gym who’s single. Her name’s Katherine. You should let me introduce you.”
Mark narrowed his eyes at her. “I’m sure your friend is nice,” he said.
“…and rich,” Denise added. “She runs some internet dating company or something.”
Mark shook his head. “You don’t understand. Annie’s special.”
© 2013 Anne Schilde