"I am sorry again," Christy said, walking into the room when Ellen did not say anything. Something about Christy being there rubbed her off in the wrong way, and she could not tell why it did.
"It is okay," Ellen said, dismissing the continuous apology from her.
"Is there a party today?" Christy asked, looking at the table where Ellen had all of the things she had prepared.
"A party?" Ellen asked, and when her eyes caught the spread on the table, she could tell why she would assume that there was a party there.
"Yeah, you are cooking quite a storm."
"I am just super grateful to the family, and I thought I would make dinner."
"DINNER?" Christy said in a high voice as if Ellen had just delivered bad news to her. "This is not dinner; it is a mighty feast," she added, her voice much
