Evelynn
Angie: It’s done, all of them are done. My hands hurt. I’m sore and you owe me some food.
Me: You’re fantastic. Did I ever tell you how much I love you?
Angie: Anything for you sweet thing. And I love you too. Now, about that food since I’ve been practically starving while making these dresses…
I grinned as I looked at the message on my phone while I stood in the kitchen of the cabin. I honestly don’t know how she does it. I’m actually quite jealous but hey, she’s literally magical when it comes to things like that. And if she wants food to go with everything she’s done? I’ll make her a east every day for the rest of her life because everything was almost all set and I couldn’t wait.
Setting the phone down, I returned to my playlist and continued on with my own surprise for Za
