Chapter 9
Elle stepped away from the elaborate dining room display and hugged herself. It truly was a gorgeous set up, full of beauty and meaning.
The dishes of herbs and spices propped up in various positions, the placement of the book against the mirror, really captured that the entire holiday was one of symbolism, even if it wasn't religious. She rubbed Margo's back. "So, what do you think?"
Margo bounced on her tip-toes. "I love it. It's so pretty!" She turned and pulled Elle's arm. "Let's get dressed and take a family picture before everyone else arrives."
Family. As a girl, she had waited with her mother for what felt like an eternity as her father rounded up her brothers to take a photo together. And now they were all in jail. "I’ll take it for you and your dad."
Margo tugged h
