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The DJ was in full swing by nine. Mike wheeled a cart through the barn and into the marquee, to the back, where Elise’s mom and Scott had left a long table covered in cloth for his buffet. Behind him, a couple of Rachel’s friends wheeled in more carts. He started decanting the food, trying to place various bits together, making it look attractive.
“It smells amazing, Mike.” Kiiza unwrapped some biscuits for him.
“Thanks, Kiz. I appreciate it.” He’d always liked Rachel’s friend, Kiz. He knew that she liked him, could tell by the tone of her voice. It was soft and gentle. Now he had Elise’s attention, he wouldn’t jeopardize that for anyone, not even Kiz.
Elise came over and started helping him set up the buffet. The music was so loud, he had to shout to be heard over the ‘80s tunes th
