The Friend Trap

   “Why are you bringing your friends here?” Henrietta Hanson asked her brother, who was sitting across the table from her as the two sat at the table on her patio eating a quick lunch together. There were complete opposites in everything in their lives, even though they were not only brother and sister. They were twins. They couldn’t not be any more different if they actually tried.Christian looked at her as he took another bit of food. He looked at her through his soulful brown eyes as he met her light blue ones. He had long accepted that his twin was different from him. He knew that everything about her was something he didn’t understand. Unlike most of their family, he tried to keep in contact with her and help her understand the differences in life that she didn’t seem to get. “You need to meet some new people.” He easily replied after he swallowed his bite

  She drove to the place her brother had told her about in his message, and she spotted his car. She knew he was there even though she was a little late. She figured they might have moved on already. She knew that they often hopped places from her brother's stories when they got together during the week for lunch or dinner. She had a good idea of the group of friends that he was going to introduce her to as well. Things about them had been dropping for a while. Christian seemed to really like some of them. Henni was leery because it seemed they were more interested in their family and not just Christian. She just didn’t want her brother to get hurt. That would be something that would set her temper off. She might not like the family, but she did like Christian. He did try with her.Henni got out of the car, took off her hospital lanyard, and then thought twice about it. Somehow it being there around her neck would give her the

  As Henni walked back into the hospital, she avoided all the main places that her co-workers would go. She didn’t want to be seen if she could help it. She then slipped into her office and closed the door. No one would know that she was there. As long as she really didn’t make any noise or someone didn’t go looking into her office for something that they needed. She settled into her desk, and then she picked up a folder and turned on her computer. There was a new email from the detective she had just met.She looked over the email, and it was rather basic. She had to wonder when it was actually sent. It had to be before they had met a few minutes ago. She smiled to herself. It isn’t like that working with the good-looking detective would be hard unless he was attached to one of those women she had just put into their place. She shook her head. That is one of the reasons that she hated meeting new people. She

   “How about now?” he asked as he looked at the time. “It is only nine.”“Do places still serve after nine?” She asked, and he laughed at the comment.“Yes. They do.” He said as he was still chuckling. “Sometimes, it is even better a little later.”“Really?” she asked. Then she thought that she would have to stop off at the cafeteria and pick something up to eat there as she left for the night. Going out was not something she had planned on. She looked at him, though, and she didn’t think he minded that she was still in her scrubs and probably smelled like the hospital as well. “Alright.”“Good.” He said as he smiled. “Are you ready now?”“Yeah, I can be.” She said as she handed over the stack of papers that had been copied for him as they talked. He l

  As they pulled up to the place, she looked around. “I know it doesn’t look like much, but just give it a chance.” He said.“I was just looking around.” She smiled, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to go on about myself and my family.”“No, it is perfectly fine. That is what people do when they want to get to know each other.” He said as he got out of the car, and then he walked around and helped her out of the other seat. He locked the door as he shut the door behind her. He then walked to the door and opened it. “My manners might be a little rusty, but I do know what I am supposed to do.”“I didn’t think they were rusty at all.” She said as her forehead wrinkled for a minute. “I don’t mind old-fashioned, I think. I really wouldn’t know either way.”“Well, good.” He said as they waited as the hostess came and then