As we savored the last delectable bites of our dessert, the conversation flowed effortlessly between Cher and me. Our plates were now empty, but the warmth of the evening and the company we kept continued to fill the space around us.

Cher leaned back in her chair, a contented smile playing on her lips. “You know, I was thinking about that time we got stuck in that thunderstorm during our road trip. Remember how we sang at the top of our lungs to drown out the rain?”

I laughed, the memory coming back to me vividly. “Oh, how could I forget? We were practically a two-person band, performing for an...