Patricia

　　Coffee fills my mouth, and I smile at the strong taste—caffeine is a girl's best friend. Who cares about dogs and diamonds when the sense of being wired hits your brain?

　　Without the black, addictive liquid, I would die.

　　Tiffany lifts her eyes into mine. "So, tell me about everything that has happened in town while we were gone."

　　I inhale the scent of coffee. "Nothing much has happened."

　　"Nonsense!" Tiffany laughs. ...