Destiny yawned. “Yeah,” she said. “They did. But I heard Savannah’s mom telling my mom the trick about turning them upside down to mark them so we can’t just fill them up with water like we used to.”

Caitlin frowned at the bottle. “It’s kind of a good trick,” she said. “I can’t figure out how we’d fill it to the right place.” She turned the bottle upside down, then righted it, then, shrugging, returned it to the cabinet. “Leave it to Savannah’s mom,” she said.

Alexa knew she should be joining the conversation but she didn’t really feel invested in it, or even interested. She wondered if she should just go home, where her mom and Morgan were finding their way around their reordered family. Her mom and Morgan were probably cuddled up together on the couch, watching one of those interminable Disney Channel shows that Morgan loved, or else a movie featuring strong female central characters: Brave, or maybe The Hunger Games, although the latter was likely too violent for Morgan, who disliked blood and spears.

Caitlin rummaged in the very back of the cabinet and found a bottle of triple sec that was so old and irrelevant that nobody had bothered to mark it. “Here we go,” she said. “Party time!” She took out three juice glasses and lined them up, sloshing the triple sec more or less equally into them. More than a shot, less than a juice serving. She pushed one toward Alexa and one toward Destiny. Alexa took a sip of hers and coughed a little. It tasted like a clementine and a bottle of cold medicine had decided to have a child together and had put that child into Alexa’s juice glass. “I don’t think I can drink this,” she said.

“Of course you can,” said Caitlin. “Pretend it’s Tito’s.”

“We need a game,” said Destiny. “A drinking game! Quarters? Thumper? Buzz?” Destiny had gone on a college visit to UMass the month before.

“You need more people for all of those,” said Caitlin authoritatively. She sipped pensively at her triple sec. “I’ve got it!” she said suddenly. “How about Two Truths and a Lie?”

“I don’t think that’s a drinking game,” said Alexa.

“It can be,” said Caitlin. “Anything can be a drinking game if you drink while you’re playing it.”

They repaired to the living room, taking their glasses and the bottle of triple sec with them.

“I’ll go first,” said Destiny. She looked to the ceiling for a moment, thinking. “Okay,” she said. “Ready. One. I have never been to China. Two. I made out with Shane Miller in ninth grade. Three. I cheated on my Spanish exam first semester junior year.”