SARAH
To call or not to call. That is the question.
One I’ve asked myself a million times over since what? 5pm.
I stare down at the phone in my right hand again, at the open group chat displayed on the screen. I created it after the brothers and I got together.
Makes it easier to communicate with all three of them at once.
I bite down on the polished nail of my index finger for the fifth time.
How do I type this?
Rain check?
What would I say?
I’ll be crazy to use Julian as an excuse.
Malachi would absolutely lose his s**t. And he won’t be the only one.
What can I do?
Perhaps I can let them know Kevin planned it all. They’ll understand, won't they? They’re his best friends. Surely, they know how he gets sometimes.
Still, what if this creates more animosity between t
