Nikki wiped her hands on her shorts, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. She had stared at the restaurant for 10 minutes. Amanda was in there. Could she really go in? Would they get along as well as they did online? Would reality destroy everything? Inside, Amanda sat, moving her beer in a lazy circle. She glanced up just as Nikki entered. Her breath caught. Nikki’s hair was back to red, short, curled along the jaw o...