“You’re meeting a band at a Mexican restaurant?” Aurelie’s father looked over his coffee during breakfast.

Aurelie shrugged, she was as excited to share about her upcoming meeting this morning as she was last night.

“Maybe they like Mexican food,” she offered.

Her mother gave her father a look but said, “Well, have a good time. I wish Kyle and Stephen were here to hear this.”

“How are they liking university?” Aurelie asked. She was close with her ...