“Cannonball!” The water splashed up to make both of us shriek and laugh.

Mark winked at us and looked way less tense than before. “I call for a rematch now that we’ve all had something to eat.”

I laughed at that, considering what I’d just eaten. I could still taste his slick flavor.

“Dude, you had, like, two pizza bites,” Mason complained. “You better be ready to play.”

“Oh, I’m ready all right.”

Mark was on fire the whole game and shut down Joe and Trevor. Bethany and I were his own personal cheering section, sparking my brother’s ire.

Mom showed up eventually and claimed Joe for some more heavy...