Mona twirled a stir stick in her drink, her gaze fixated on the door. Each time an explosion of voices echoed through the bar, she turned to see if Kerri was among the students and town regulars pushing their way inside the pub. Each time so far, she’d been disappointed. She ordered another drink, not because she was necessarily thirsty, but because it gave her something to do with her hands as the bar filled up and she was still sitting alone.
Carmen’s party had technically started an hour and a half ago, but there was always some leeway in events like this. Mona had said as much when she texted the start time to Kerri. She’d also emailed since Carmen had a nicer evite with the specific location. There had been no response, but Mona figured that was normal. They’d just spent all night to
