Zach tapped Hansel’s shoulder from behind enthusiastically. “When did you get here? Why didn’t you tell us? We have a room upstairs. Come, join us for a drink!”

Hansel rubbed his temples and said, “I’m not drinking. You guys go ahead.”

Zach felt a little puzzled as he watched Hansel leave. The latter had never missed these drinking parties before. Could it be that he’d made up with Miranda?

That made sense. If they’d just reconciled, he wouldn’t be able ...