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Buzz looked down at her plain gray “Grand Cannon” one. Everyone at the house had the same one, and there were close to a hundred of them in the house still. Even all the husbands had a copy, but Louisa didn’t know that.

“I’ll take Buzz’s.” She pointed at her, surprising her that she chose to use her nickname.

As Buzz pulled off the shirt, she was surprised when Louisa did the same thing. Harper was happily pulling her new shirt on, and Buzz handed hers to Louisa, who pulled it on. She was pretty sure everyone in the bar was watching them, because they were two sober women sitting in their bras in the bar. And one that had just flashed everyone her boobs, as Harper had not been wearing a bra.

Odd as it may seem, it wasn’t the first time or the last. It happened often with their shirts; everyone had a better one. That Louisa joined in meant that there was more Lovely in her than Buzz had ever thought.

“Nice shirt, Lou.” Harper ran her hand over her new one.

“Thank you, Harper. What’s with the shirts anyway? They’re odd.” Louisa took a drink.

“Our sister Lucy made them. She has dyslexia,” Harper explained, though she was suddenly on edge. Lately, she and Lucy were not getting along like they always had. The catering business had been theirs together, but Lucy had recently stepped back almost completely to start a new job downtown that Sera had found for her. Since then, the tension between the two was palpable.

“Let’s get another round here,” Harper stated and tapped the table, then ran her hand over her shirt again.

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