(Sabrina’s POV)
"He's going to be so excited," Sophia says as we pull into the parking lot. "I texted him earlier that we had good news."
"You texted him? Since when does he have a phone?"
"He has my old phone. I gave it to him for emergencies and for coordinating his art posts." She grins. "Kid's more tech-savvy than half the adults I know."
And as I’m finding out, apparently more chummy with her than his own mom.
We walk toward the entrance, and that's when I see them.
Ethan and Jake, standing by the playground equipment. Jake's gesturing animatedly, his little face scrunched up in that serious expression he gets when he's trying to make a point. Ethan is crouched down to his level, listening intently.
My heart does something complicated in my chest.
"Looks like someone beat us h
