Barb laughed. She couldn't help it. Bea was funny. And she really did have a nice rack, even if Barb did her best not to notice.
"I wouldn't mind going to Thanksgiving," she said. It was the first offer she'd gotten so far, and she didn't want to wait around and see if anything else came along. Besides, what better way to spend Thanksgiving than with good friends?
"I was wondering if you might be willing to sit with me while I do a little catching up? I know I asked before, but I keep chickening out."