“He has been in his suit for at least the past hour,” John said with a frown. “That kept him from helping in the kitchen or doing much else but stand around and watch.”
“I’m sorry, John. I don’t know what has gotten into him,” Carissa sighed, apologizing for Kyle.
“Try not to worry yourself about it, Carrie,” John said with a wave of his hand. “You are not responsible for Kyle or his actions.”
“I still feel bad about it,” Carissa frowned.
“Don’t,” Hailey echoed. “Kyle is a big boy and should know how to act by now. Why don’t you two go on to Dad’s office for your gift? I’ll be right behind you. I just want to do a final check of my lipstick and another spritz of perfume.” She giggled, “Besides, we all know it will take you at least twenty minutes to work your way through the guests to
