Chapter 43
- “Aw.”
- “That was it. We were all inseparable,” I said, poking my straw into my drink and playing with the ice cubes. “I would write to Ash and Noah every other week—that was all we really had to keep in contact when we were kids, and I only saw them every summer.”
- “Did you ever actually have a relationship?” Steph asked, pouring another round of drinks and finishing off the first jug.