Chapter One
New Year’s Eve, Pacific
Standard Time, 2011
When it got close
to twelve, I’d get my sparkling cider from the fridge and borrow one of my
roommate Celeste’s flutes to drink in the New Year. Chinese takeout, popcorn, Chocolate Fudge
Brownie, and sci-fi—did it get much better for a winter night in?
Only with someone
to cuddle.
