Dee shared a quick dance with Winston before going to the kitchen for more
refreshments for the guests. She loaded dips, chips and other fattening goodies onto a tray when Rena entered.
“Hey.” Dee looked up from setting the tray. “You need something?”
“No.” Rena approached the counter, her rosy cheeks matching her red blouse. “Just
thought you’d need help.”
“I’m fine.” Dee did a quick double-take at Rena and continued sorting the pigs-in-the-blankets.
“What?” Rena giggled. “Something wrong?”
“It’s just funny seeing you in a color other than white.”
“Does looking at me remind you of Jonathan?”
Dee sighed. “Yeah.”
“I hate that. Do you want me to go?”
“No.” Dee took her hand, smiling. “I invited you here because I wanted you to come.”
Rena smiled.
“Besides, it’s not just you.” De
