“Yeah,” Adelina mumbled. “Until we’re not.”

“Addy!” Max called, when the girls hit the clearing where students where packed in. A keg was situated against a tree and there was a cooler of wine coolers floating around. “Come here, sing with me.”

Max was settled on the top of cooler, guitar in hand. Next to him was Tim, a guy Adelina had only met a handful of times, with a small box drum.

Adelina squeezed in between them. She hated singing in front of people, but Max was always pushing her past this fear. He strummed the guitar and Adelina found herself lost in the music.

She could no longer...