Brittany's POV

Cora draws in a long breath, steadying herself as I take a deliberate sip of my long island iced tea. Drinking isn’t my usual vice, but Cora’s been holding the bar steady all morning, her fingers never far from another glass. Grandma has taken a relaxed stance now, her guards whipping up margaritas and cocktails without restraint, filling the air with laughter and clinking glassware. The scent of lime and tequila blends with the sticky sweetness of ...