Here are seven sentences. The backstory? Lisa was her experimental lesbian lover in college. Is there something more than friendly reunion in that hug?
"Diane?" a voice called from across the restaurant.
My wife, turned her head in the direction of the voice. I looked at the mahogany-haired beauty as well.
"Oh my God, Lisa?" Diane cried, rising from her chair and meeting her old friend in the middle. "You haven't changed a bit! What are you doing here? I thought you were in Phoenix?"