Melanie

When I left Broken Falls at eighteen, I'd barely had a drink, and the thought of hitting the bar felt as foreign as landing on another planet. But tonight at Monroe's, it's as if the universe aligned to create the perfect girls' night out. Laughter echoes around us as I sit with Kara, Alexis, and Daisy, munching on peanuts and swapping stories about how the town has morphed since I last lived here.

The camaraderie wraps around us like a cozy blanket, and ...