Nancy’s POV

“If you want to leave, we can go do something else,” Sara assures me with a pat on my hand.

“I know my appetite is ruined,” Jessie groans. She slides her plate away - the only thing left on it is two pizza crusts.

“What if we go roller-skating?” Mollie squeals, practically bouncing in her seat.

Mollie’s always loved to roller skate; I think it’s because she’s the only one of us that’s any good at it. But ...