Biggest Kook party of the year. It’d be too regretful a miss if anyone on Kildare County Island didn’t go. Anyone who was anybody was there. Kelce hosted of course.

Red solo cups littered everywhere, couples making out, kooks doing lines off of each other. It was in full swing. Too packed and too loud, you wouldn’t even be able to hear yourself speak.

Sarah was sipping from her drink, leaning against the outside railing with some of her gossipy friends. Sarah and you hadn’t seen each other since…. when? Last summer? You had a momentary fling. It drifted out. As things do. But at the time, it was hot. Passionate. Like chemistry unseen before.