I took a sip of my iced coffee.

The ice rattled against the thin plastic.

“When did she say that?” I asked.

“Just a joke in the group chat,” Kendra said.

“I didn’t see any joke,” I said.

Kendra started playing with her hair again, twisting it tight around her finger.

“It was just a separate thread,” Kendra said.

“For the bridesmaids to plan your shower.”