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Gianna sat at a table by herself looking at the crowd of people. Every single one of the cousins was working, either talking to people or doing their jobs. She wasn’t sure what she expected, but it definitely wasn’t the craziness of the event.
When Zach mentioned a picnic, she had visions of hot dogs and hamburgers, potato salad, and bags of chips. She was way off. They had a huge buffet with three kinds of pasta, two chicken dishes, and a pork dish. There were so many desserts she lost count. And the wine was flowing easily.
And they did that every week.
Zach was up early and gone long before Gianna rolled out of bed. He said the first one of the year was always the biggest picnic, but holy s**t.
“Can I go to the gift shop with Emily?” Summer asked, her face a big smile, Emily on
