“Girls! Quit running around, you’re gonna hurt yourself or break something.”
Scarlett called out as she took the chicken out of the oven. The cute sound of their giggles was all she got back in response. Her mother and Delores were in charge of the rice and salads, they had insisted on helping in the kitchen even after she tried to talk them out of it numerous times. Laura and Grace were bringing out plates and glasses from their place on the shelves, and laughing about something, the two had instantly become friends since they met an hour ago. She smiled as she watched them. Her father and Laura’s husband, Ben, were in charge of the wine and drinks, and organizing the outdoor deck for the evening. She went over to check on them and nodded approvingly.
She glanced at the clock in the liv
