The karaoke bar was alive with neon and noise, voices tumbling out of tune but full of gusto. Some singers nailed their numbers, others butchered them so badly the crowd howled with laughter.
Ryder, Terry, and Wren claimed the stage, hollering their way through a classic honky-tonk anthem. Midway through, Ryder crooked a finger at Jason, Walker, and Jared. The boys joined in, and by the final chorus, half the bar was on its feet, stomping and singing with them.
The night rolled on easy as whiskey—laughter spilling, glasses clinking, songs rising off-key into the rafters. Isobel and Ryder melted the room with a duet that had folks turning heads, while Bella Rose and Isobel collapsed into giggles over their own number. Fancy pulled her sister into their old standby, shimmying with disco mo
