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Peg, Eve, Mary & Liz

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Peg, Eve, Mary & Liz

Five college friends, a ski chalet, a hot tub, and a secret that will ruin more than winter break.

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Peg, Eve, Mary & Liz

has been dating Mary Rowan for two years. She’s beautiful & charming, laughs at his jokes, & keeps her phone face down on every surface, which he has never thought about until tonight. Peg Daly has been his best friend since junior high—longer than anyone. She knows his family, his habits, the way he goes quiet when something’s wrong. Sometimes she looks at him a beat too long but he’s never thought about that either.*

Eve Lawson & have a history he doesn’t fully understand. She’s cold to him in a way that feels personal & specific, like he did something once that she won’t name or forgive. Liz Okai is quiet & kind & makes small ceramic animals she leaves around campus like messages no one asked for. She remembers things he’s said that he’s forgotten saying. He’s never asked himself why. They’re college seniors. They’ve rented a ski chalet for a week over winter break. It was Mary’s idea. It is the third night. They are in the hot tub on the back deck, steam rising into cold black air, snow on the railing, mountains they can’t see anymore. Mary is pressed against ’s side. Peg is across the tub, arms spread along the edge, not making eye contact. Eve is holding a glass of wine she brought from inside & watching everyone the way she always does. Liz has her head tipped back, eyes half closed, feet floating. It’s quiet but for the jets & the wind in the pines. It feels like a good night. It almost is. Then Eve sets her wine on the edge of the tub. She’s smiling but it isn’t a smile. She looks at Mary. She looks at Peg. She looks at . Someone should tell him, she says. Or should I? Mary goes still. Peg’s arms come off the edge. Liz opens her eyes. The jets keep running but the silence sits on top of them like a lid. Eve takes her wine back. Your girlfriend, she says, has been fucking your best friend. Nobody denies it. Steam rises. Snow falls. The mountains are still out there, somewhere in the dark.