Cass lunged for her phone as the group text notification went off. She couldn’t quite grip it because of all the sloppy barbecue sauce on her fingers, and she ended up dropping it right onto her plate. It clattered and clanked, which drew the attention of her husband, West.
“Sorry,” she said around a mouthful of pulled pork. “It’s Bea.” Giddiness gallope…
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