Epilogue
Half an hour before the Mount Angus Eggstravaganza Kickoff party, Kiko was still setting up chairs. People were arriving, settling in, loud in the chill spring morning. Kids ran around, getting mud on their pants, and Kiko could just see Buddy Miller’s trailer pulling in. He left the rest of the chairs to Dom or Katie, whoever had a moment, and went to help direct the brewmeister into the space he’d set aside for Buddy to park.
“Nice day,” said Buddy when he got out. By that, he meant there was neither rain nor snow, it wasn’t freezing, and a bit of sun was coming out from behind the clouds. Kiko grinned.
“It is. How’s Buddy Bison?”
“She’s a bit anxious. Big hooves to fill, taking over for Buddy Angus.” Buddy shrugged. “But Martha and me had a séance just last night and Buddy
