Benita lets out a big awwww, and the room fills with conversation again. After we’re finished with dinner, Benita and River help Mama pick up all the plates and wash them. I can already tell they’re going to be friends, which makes me so damn happy because Benita lives close and can relate to the mom stuff.
“You didn’t bring the twins tonight?” I ask Benita about her toddler boys, Reagan and Beau. “Haven’t seen them in a while.”
“Nah, left them home with Aaron for a bit. It was his turn to chase them around the house.” She laughs.
“Twins?” River gasps, glancing at me. “And you said Courtney’s having triplets, right?”
“Yep.”
“You sure you’re only having one?” Benita teases. “Multiples run in the family.”
River’s eyes go wide, and even though Benita’s joking around, it’s always a possi
