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Girls' Night Out QUOTES

Girls' Night Out QUOTES

1 " It’s all very well to tell us to forgive our enemies; our enemies can never hurt us very much. But oh, what about forgiving our friends?” —Willa Cather, My Mortal Enemy "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

2 " She stole a glance at her two friends sitting next to her at the well-worn wood table, feeling both incredibly calm and anxious. Lately Ashley had swung between the emotional highs and the lows easily, unable to find her baseline. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

3 " Ashley sat in the bar of the boutique hotel, admiring the gorgeous tiled light fixtures hanging from the high ceiling above, the colorful Mexican plates displayed on shelves, the framed chalkboard on the wall indicating live music later that night. Being in Tulum made her feel so far away from her five-bedroom mid-century modern house in Santa Monica, with its floor-to-ceiling windows facing west, and sleek but slightly uncomfortable gray furniture. With its closets full of more shoes than she could ever wear—the garage boasting designer cars and every toy and gadget her two daughters could ever want—its backyard home to a pool and hot tub she hadn’t so much as dipped a toe in for months. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

4 " This place is gorgeous,” Ashley said, inhaling the warm salty air. She knew she should say something deeper, but the words were caught in her throat, or maybe her heart. Where would she start? With Lauren and their terrible fight a year ago? With Natalie and the recent offer from Revlon to buy their company—creating tension within their friendship and business partnership? Or say nothing at all? "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

5 " Lauren threw a nod and a seemingly genuine smile her way, and Ashley felt a spark of hope that the muscle memory of their friendship did still exist. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

6 " Lauren threw a nod and a seemingly genuine smile her way, and Ashley felt a spark of hope that the muscle memory of their friendship did still exist. Because this was it—her Hail Mary, her mea culpa. She’d sold them hard in her email invitation—calling attention to the beauty of the resort, the fun things they could do together in the Yucatán Peninsula. But she’d avoided mentioning the real reason. Had she worried deep down that if she’d revealed her true intentions, they would have declined? "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

7 " When the Revlon offer came in last month, she recognized the Natalie from twenty years ago, the one who didn’t take no for an answer. Why she had resurfaced now? "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

8 " the margaritas she’d had earlier were emboldening her. They were delicious, not to mention they eased her tension, and she could already tell her usual two-drink limit would not be standard in Mexico for both those reasons. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

9 " All she knew for sure was that three was a difficult number when it came to friendship. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

10 " Like I said, talking about it would have made it real, you know? Denial really can be a beautiful place to live. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

11 " You’d do that?” Natalie asked, feeling a rush of hope. She’d never known Ash to so much as sleep on something. She routinely made quick decisions, declaring that her impulsiveness was her secret sauce. “I want you to know that I want to be better. I know I’ve been hard to deal with, but I’m really trying.” She shifted on the floor. “It might not seem like it yet, but I am.” “Okay,” Natalie said, swallowing her surprise. She hadn’t heard Ashley talk like this before—it was refreshing. Hopeful, even. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

12 " But she wasn’t going to say it now—that moment had passed. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

13 " Natalie had leaned against the doorjamb of Ashley’s office as she pleaded her case in a slight southern drawl (she tended to manifest one when needed), explaining she was bringing her girlfriends to Mexico, even admitting she’d had a falling-out with one of them and that this dinner was going to be her apology, then letting out a high-pitched squeal when she got the reservation. “I’m giving you the biggest kiss when I get there!” she’d exclaimed, and winked at Natalie, as if to say, There’s no way in hell that’s happening. That was the thing with Ashley—she’d say just about anything to convince you of something. The trick was distinguishing the facts from the bullshit. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

14 " Sometimes it just is what it is, no matter how much you want it to be something else,” Lauren said, more to herself than anyone else, picking up a menu and staring blankly at it. As she had so many times this past year, Ashley yearned to be inside her head. To see where her battle lines were drawn. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

15 " She’d fallen into a rabbit hole that night, clicking from one article to the next, ending up on one from Reuters that said there were thirty thousand people missing in Mexico who had disappeared under suspicious circumstances. Almost one thousand mass graves had been found, fifteen hundred corpses, only half of them identified. Natalie found it alarming how much violence occurred in the very same place tourists flocked to in droves. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

16 " Is there any way you could find some goat cheese for me? In the past, Natalie would have made a funny comment about how Ashley could convince anyone of anything. She may have even retold that story from the early years of BloBrush, when Ashley had sat in the QVC lobby for hours until she won over the cranky receptionist with the colorful tattoo sleeves, who ended up getting Ash five minutes with the woman who decided which products went on air. Natalie teased her about how cocky she’d been as she’d packed her oversize bag that morning, filling it with granola, bottled water, and magazines. I’m not leaving until I talk to someone, Nat. Nat would say that part in the nasally voice she used to imitate her, the one that always made Ashley laugh. But she didn’t do any of that last night. Instead, she’d stared at Ashley as she slowly chewed her beet salad with pine nuts and pondered how she’d ever thought it was funny that Ashley manipulated people everywhere she went—that it was so ingrained in who she was that even Natalie wasn’t sure she could tell the sincere from the fake anymore. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

17 " I think so, yes. It’s just been so difficult, Nat. Friendship shouldn’t be this hard.” She was right. Friendship with Ashley was often difficult. But did that mean it wasn’t worth it? "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

18 " Natalie thought about this. “You’re right, but it sounds like she tried to connect with you last night.” “Once it was too late. Once I was done. She had a year. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

19 " The two don’t have to be mutually exclusive. She can want to figure herself out and make peace with you as well.” “You really believe that?” Lauren asked, hopeful. “Why not lead with that then?” “Well, you were being cold to her, right?” Annie asked. Lauren thought about the way she’d purposefully sided with Natalie whenever she could. It had made her feel powerful, like she was sending a message to Ashley. You’re going to have to work harder for my forgiveness. “I suppose I could have been nicer. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out

20 " Why couldn’t she forgive Ashley? Had she become addicted to how the anger felt, how it slid into the small chasms of her budding happiness, crushing it? Maybe. But the only thing she knew for sure was that saying she wanted to forgive Ashley and actually forgiving her were two totally different things. "

― Liz Fenton , Girls' Night Out