A phone buzzed, and Josh took a second to realize it was his before pulling it out of his pocket. He checked the screen, jokingly rolled his eyes, and said, “I gotta take this. Good luck.” “Thanks,” Nico said. She walked toward the door, her eyes glassy, her face blank. Oliver followed her and helped steer her back on track when she veered into a rack of sheet music. Sutton waved goodbye. Josh waved back as he answered his phone. “Hey Ginny,” he said, “What’s up?”
