It was that time of year again—the Girls were ready. They carried the highs and lows of the year like luggage, but this weekend was their release. They ate, laughed, and avoided old wounds—until Leo’s name slipped out. Silence fell, memories rushed in, and the weight of loss pressed heavy. By night’s end, glasses of wine in hand, they leaned back in perfect sync, Black Bonnets crowning their heads. The world was far away; here, they were safe, seen, and together. And they’d s
