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Laney: Does this include summers?

I chuckle.

Theo: Sure.

Laney: Sixteen. I admit that’s a lot. I’m working on my people skills. I’m going to need them with my degree.

Theo: What’s your major?

Laney: Don’t laugh.

Theo: This should be good. *rubs hands together*

Laney: Communications and PR.

I spit my water out and full-on belly laugh.

Laney: In hindsight, it was probably a bad idea.

Theo: You think?

Laney: Damnit, I’m pleasant! ?said in my best Ouiser voice.

Theo: Who’s Ouiser?

Laney: One of my heroes. You have much to learn.

Theo: Apparently. And I can’t believe you chose PR, you’re about as subtle as a bullhorn.

Laney: I consider that a good thing. Bold is better. Gotta go. There’s a man who won’t come out of the bathroom.

Theo: I wonder why?

Laney: (all teeth smiling emoji)

Grannism—God invented sports for women to save them from hair loss. The older you get, the more you’ll realize it’s true and thank Him for it.

Laney

Theo managed to get me some decent seats, and I must admit I’m enjoying the game, well mostly because I brought Devin with me, and partly due to the three shots of apple pie hooch I took before we got here.

“Aww man, it’s so good to be out of the house,” she says, sipping her beer. “But I can’t believe you’re dating a guy in the band.” She nudges my shoulder. “Talk about pulling a one-eighty.”

“Not dating, hanging out. And thanks for coming. I would have felt weird sitting here with no one to talk to.”

“Hate to be the one to break it to you, but you don’t hang out with guys.”

“Sure, I do.”

She harrumphs. “Name one.”

“Garret.”

“Lie, you totally made out with him!”

“What’s with all the women in my life calling me out for being curious?!” I say, throwing up my hands. Hearing two distinct deep-throated chuckles, I look to my left where two guys are eyeballing us with shit-eating grins.

“Mind your business,” I snap at them before glaring back at Devin.

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