Chapter 12

　　Celia POV 　　The next day. 　　I was eating the lunch Jazlene had made for me herself when I got a call from Carolyn. 　　"Celia!" 　　I didn't have Carolyn's number, but I heard Carolyn's voice and asked, "How did you get my number?" 　　"I asked Uncle Leon for your number!" 　　I wondered even more. "How did he get my number?" 　　"I... He's your mate! Is it weird that he has your number?" 　　"That's right..." 　　"Celia, what are you doing? Come out and have a drink with me!" 　　I frowned. "You're drinking in the middle of the day?" 　　Carolyn's tone took on a slightly indulgent drunkenness. "I'm a hurt woman right now, and I need to vent! Celia, come here! I'm no fun on my own!" 　　I'd just hung up when I received the address of the bar from Carolyn's text message. 　　After explaining it to Jazlene, I headed out the door. 　　... 　　Twilight Bar. 　　The bar was noisy, and I saw Carolyn in the flashing brilliant lights. 　　Overnight, Carolyn had dyed her hair pink and was bouncing on the dance floor. 　　"C