Tiffany sat up straighter. "Besides, you're going to be part of this too."
Sheree held her hand up. "I'm not really..."
"As far as we're concerned, you are. You sit right next to Dad and Mother in the front row." Tiffany set her jaw.
I watched a rush of emotions flash across Sheree's face, finally settling on a lopsided smile. "I don't know what to say."
"You belong there." Tiffany said it with enough determination that I strongly suspected it had been a point of "discussion" with Charlotte.
Tara gave her a sardonic smirk. "Besides, that puts you next to Dad, where you can keep him from throttling her when she says something stupid."
"Definitely time to leave." I stood up and gave Delaney a sad look. "We'll have tacos tomorrow... if you survive."
"I hate you."
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