Goldie
Womp womp. Buzzkill.
LOL
Erin
Don’t encourage her, Dahlia. And let’s not forget, I’m the one who gives people a hard time around here, Little Miss Goldie Sunshine. Chillax. So I’m in love with your sister—have you seen her?
Goldie
I’m covering my eyes and ears as I type this. No sister should have to hear this kind of talk.
Erin
Go find that man hunk of yours and have him take the edge off.
Juju
Let’s mix it up and go to The Hungry Walleye tonight. Is that okay? I had takeout from The Loon yesterday for lunch.
Goldie
Smooth Juju. Nice transition. The Hungry Walleye sounds good to me.
I’m still laughing as I type my response.
Can’t wait.
By the time I walk into The Hungry Walleye, the energy is already sky-high. Goldie waves me over with both arms, and the second I sit, she shoves a vodka cranberry into my hand. I told her one time that I like this drink, and now she makes sure I have one accessible when we’re together.
“We’re celebrating,” she announces.
“What are we celebrating?” I ask.
“I’m just in the mood to celebrate,” she says.
“God help us,” Erin mutters, but she’s laughing.
She’s wearing a shirt that saysFlirting is my cardio.
Ava’s curled against her side, their shoulders pressed together, and Goldie zeroes in like a lion spotting prey.
“Do you know how many times I complained to Erin about her getting boring?” she asks, pointing her straw. “Meanwhile, she was out here living a double life!”
Erin groans. “To be fair, as we learned in the text thread, you would not have been comfortable if I’d told you I was getting horizontal with your sister.”
That cracks us up.
Ava chokes on her drink. “We were not horizontal every time.”
And we laugh harder.
“Oh, wow,” Goldie says, eyes huge. “You hear that? Not every time.”
“Did I really say that out loud?” Ava groans, covering her face.
Juju is laughing so hard she can’t breathe.
