Tiffany.

“You want me to do what?” I asked Amy, pretty sure that maybe someone hit her and she has concussion or something as horrible as that.

“Rebound with Jason.” She repeated with ease as if I was not in danger of strangling her.

“I am sorry but are you insane?” I tried to say in a rational voice but everything rational left me the moment she started trying to play the arranged match maker. Believe me it didn’t just start this way, she started with asking tiny weird questions like, isn’t Jason cute in a teddy bear sort of way? Do I know that he was single and he...