"What's this?" I lift a flyer from the bar. "Block party?"
"Yeah." Bella turns from the stove. "A blonde woman brought it over. I think she said her name was Rosalie."
"Two doors down." I nod, conjuring memories of game night at the McCartys. "Did she act like she knew you?"
"Nah, she introduced herself and everything."
"They're usually a good time." I tap the flyer. "You feel like going?"
She flips a pork chop. "It could be fun."
"Yeah?"
"Sure." She glances at me. "We can use the baby sling."
"Definitely." I chuckle. "Mase loves hanging out."
"I know."
Are y'all tired of the 100 words yet, or even though you hate it, you also love it?