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and loud enough to carry to the next table.

Noah cracked his knuckles under the table, a sharp pop that made Lily glance at him, but he raised his glass of water to join the toast anyway.

“To Mom,” Jake said, his voice firm and deliberate as he caught my eye.

We clinked our glasses, the sharp, clear ring of the crystal hanging in the warm air of the dining continue reading …