Jennifer framed the largest one.
The three of us were on one side.
Apparently Lizzie had whispered something ridiculous right before the shutter clicked. In the photo, we were all laughing.
Across the photograph, Kayla was looking toward us.
I asked Lizzie, “Why would you want this on my mantel?”
She shrugged.
“Because that’s what happened.”
Jennifer adjusted the frame.
“And for once, nobody gets to edit it.”