Ava offers him a little wave. “Hey, Duke. Great to see you again. And yeah, I mean, pretty crazy, right, that we’d all end up in Hartsville together?” Duke smirks. “So crazy.” “Coffee,” I grunt. “We—preschool drop-off—it’s Ava’s daughter’s first day, and—” “I was tired and a little emotional.” Ava’s eyes are on mine. They glitter with amusement. “So Sawyer gave me a—” “Hug.” Oh, God, now I’m really gonna laugh. My sides hurt from holding it back.
