wedding, and even more of the people who were at tonight's

Westerley. Kay promised that the evil CEO who had fired

her wouldn't be there. Still, Rebecca kept looking around to

see if anyone else would recognize her from that painful

day.

Alice gave Rebecca a bear hug. "Now that's a much

better dress than the monstrosity you wore last night." She

pointed at Alien Girl. "Can you believe she's still wearing

it?"

Rebecca laughed. "Hey, Alice. Unlike you, some people

actually enjoy being part of a wedding."

"For which I'm eternally grateful. You folks did a fine

job."

"You don't know what you missed. You could have been

a bridesmaid if you wanted."

Alice held up her hands with a look of horror. "Good

thing I didn't want. I saw how much fun you had being a

bridesmaid." She grinned. "So let's talk about something

else. Aren't you leaving for Russia soon?"

Don't remind me. Rebecca worked in the International

Relations group at a textile company called Ultra Threads.

As a languages expert, she assisted with deals in many

European countries. She was busy, busy, busy-in her three

months of work at Ultra Threads, she had already been to

Europe six times.

"Russia's cold." She shuddered. "And I'm going back on

Thursday."

Alice nodded. "On the road again. Gonna beat up some

Russian businessmen?"

Rebecca laughed. "Yeah, that's it." She stared into space,

and her lungs deflated. "I wish." She wondered how Alice

might handle some of these negotiations, and it amused her

to imagine the tall woman overpowering them with her

commanding attitude.

But Rebecca knew that Alice didn't want to hear about a

boring work trip to Russia. She changed the subject to

something much closer to Alice's heart. "So, did you finish

working on your car?"

Alice brightened. "Yes, yes! It's finished. I totally forgot

to tell you." She hopped up and down. "Come outside and

see. The car practically growls at you. It's so awesome!" She

sang "awesome" in a soprano voice.

Alice loved cars. Her father had taught her to work on

them when she was young. Of the three Road Warriors,

Alice was the most trash-talking, tough-swaggering, motor loving

woman. She spent her weekends tuning engines and

welding body parts.

"Well, that's taken you long enough. You've got to show

it to me."

"Sure. Let's see if anyone else wants to come." She

looked around the room, turning slowly to scan for others

who might care. "I see Quentin isn't here. It's about time

you left him back ho-"

Her voice cut off, mid-word, and she stood still, staring

behind Rebecca. "Wait a minute." She held her hand up to




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