Shannon cleared her throat. "You're going to need a killer dress but you're also going to need us. Bring them to Matt and Lauren's house on moving day. We'll help you." She shrugged. "Worst-case scenario, we send my husband to interrogate them. Or challenge them to some commando drills. They can do it shirtless and we'll go home and attack our husbands. It will be fabulous. Everyone benefits in that scenario."
Lauren hung her head. "Oh my god. Shannon."
Even though I wasn't in third grade anymore, I raised my hand. "I would enjoy that."
Chapter Twenty-Four
Ben: Hey, girl. Any chance you have room in your shower for me?
Rob: There's a new poke bowl spot near my building. Interested in trying it out?
Magnolia: Greetings, friends.
Ben: Not the group text of death.
Ben: Please.
Ben: I'd rather the middle finger emoji.
Rob: Are you done yet?
Ben: I'm done with you.
Magnolia: Yeahhhhhhhhhh so I'm spending the night with my dog and Netflix. I'll catch up with you two later.
Rob: You know where to find me.
Ben: She knows where to find both of us, dickhead. The finding has never been an issue.
Rob: Thanks for clarifying that, Brock. Helpful.
Magnolia: Goodnight!
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Ben: I know I said I wanted to work on the house tonight but I don't want to.
Magnolia: That's fine. No worries.
Magnolia: Is everything okay?
Ben: Yeah.
Magnolia: I'm not going to pull teeth, Brock.
Ben: My grandmother's headstone went up this morning and I've been parked in the cemetery since then.
Magnolia: Oh, honey.
Ben: No, it's nothing. I just don't want to do shit right now.
Magnolia: I understand.
Magnolia: The Sox are playing tonight. Want to order pizza and watch the game at my place? Gronk will be wearing his home game bow tie.
Ben: Don't you have tickets?
Magnolia: My brother is taking a client to the game.
