I hadn't seen the Jones sisters in what felt like forever and repressed instantly the guilt that I'd failed to pursue our relationship past the occasional bumping intos and run acrosses we'd managed over the last year or so. Neither of them seemed put off by the fact we'd been hanging out in different circles, the delighted beaming smiles where once only dour judgment lived was proof enough to me they meant what Mary said.
"Ladies." I smiled right back, releasing them, for some reason feeling like I just walked through a breath of fresh air heavily oxygenated enough to make me giddy. "You look fantastic."
Betty blushed just a little while Mary poked me in the ribs. "Liar," she growled but she was still smiling. "We're the same old brick houses you've always known, Fee. But we'll take the compliment, won't we, Bets?"