“Yup,” Chloe chimed in.
“Ditto,” came from Marisol.
~*~*~
We slept late, ordered room service again and took our sweet time checking out and getting in the car Sloane had rented to drive us up to Maine.
“We were going to get something super fancy, but figured that wouldn’t do very well going down the dirt driveway, so Jeep it is!” It looked like it had spent its former life as a military vehicle, but had been repainted a bright white.
“Load up!” Sloane said. I got shotgun by default and Chloe and Marisol hopped in the back. They were going to rotate driving duties so no one had to do it for too long.
There was another music mix, with all our favorite tunes to sing along and dance to. I made a few goofy videos on my phone and took plenty of pictures. I wanted to commemorate this weekend. It had been so long since it had been just the four of us. We definitely needed to do it more often.
After a dramatic performance of “Blank Space” (which I took video of), we stopped to get some snacks and Marisol offered to take over the driving duties.
We cheered as we drove over the bridge that started in New Hampshire and ended in Maine. After one more stop in New Hampshire to stock up on booze, it was a straight shot.
The cabin looked cozy and inviting and we cheered when we got out. It was an unusually hot weekend for mid-May and we’d all brought our bathing suits. Swimming in the lake was happening no matter what.
“I can’t believe it’s been so long since we’ve been here,” Sloane said, shading her eyes from the sun.
“I know,” I said. The last time I’d been here had been with Lucah. My Lucah. I got a warm feeling every time I thought about him, which was most of the time.
“Are you thinking about your man?” Chloe said, bumping my shoulder with hers.
“Maybe,” I said, bumping her back.
“Ugh, people in love,” she said, pretending to be disgusted. I just stuck my tongue out at her.
It took forever for us to unpack the car because we were still a little worn out from the night before.
“What is up with this?” Chloe said, lying on the couch and fanning herself. “When I was in college, I could stay up for about three days straight and it was no big deal, but one night clubbing and I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck.” I felt the same way. I was relieved that we’d decided to come to the cabin instead of staying at the hotel and going out clubbing again.
I texted Lucah one of the pictures from the night before and he texted me back a picture of him sticking his tongue ring out at me.
“No texting your fiancé!” Sloane said, snatching the phone and holding it out of reach.
“No fair!” I jumped up and tried to get it, but she was too tall. “Give me my fucking phone, Sloane.”
“Phone, Sloane,” Marisol said, laughing.
“I’ll give it to you, but you have to stop texting him.” I grabbed it back and put it in my back pocket.
“I’m not going to promise that. He’s my fiancé and I can do what I want.” Sloane crossed her arms and scowled at me, but I wasn’t budging. She was going to have to suck it up.
~*~*~
After a quick late lunch of sandwiches, chips and lemonade, we all put our bathing suits on and ventured down to the lake.
“Is it cold? It looks cold,” Sloane said, cringing away from the water, while walking toward it at the same time. It was quite funny. She could be a little bit of a wuss sometimes.
“It’s fine. Lucah and I went in a few weeks ago and it wasn’t that bad,” I said, taking the lead and walking to the end of the dock. I threw my head back, yelled, “I’m getting married!” and threw myself off the dock.
The water wasn’t as cold as it was last time. It was almost close to being summertime warm. At least it was warmer than the ocean, even in the height of summer. I surfaced and there were two more splashes. I’d been joined by Chloe and Marisol. It was all down to Sloane.
“I don’t want to. I’m good. I’m just going to stay up here,” she said, her arms wrapped around herself.
“This is MY bachelorette party and I demand that you, my current maid of honor, get in the damn water or else I’m going to come up there and drag you in.” I started to swim toward the dock and Chloe and Marisol followed.