CHAPTER SIX
Once they were dressed for the evening, the family hurried across the lawns, toward the twinkling piano music floating out of Trevor’s. The doors were wide open, letting the light from inside spill out and the unseasonably warm air in. Long white lace curtains that framed the door blew in the light breeze. Emily felt like she was in the Mediterranean!
Harry was standing in the door, dressed in a suit. Emily had never seen him look so smart. Like George, he was rarely in anything other than jeans and a shirt. He looked even more dashing all dressed up.
“I wasn’t sure if you guys were coming,” Harry said, accepting a handshake from Daniel and hugs from both Emily and Chantelle.
“Of course!” Emily exclaimed. “We just got a little sidetracked.” She flashed Daniel a knowing look
