Friday morning following breakfast, after everyone had eaten and left to start chores, Meg asked me to stay behind and help her in the kitchen. July Fourth was the next day and I would be spending it at the farm. Derrick had agreed to pick me up Saturday night so I could have the rest of the weekend at home with him and Paul.
This holiday was a huge deal. Lots of food, a band, games of all kinds. People from all over came every year, I was told. I was happy to do what I could, especially since it would keep me out of Bear’s sight for a while. The whole day, if I was lucky enough to remain in the kitchen or working in the background somewhere.
Meg showed me what to do and we slipped into an easy rhythm, moving around each other. She demonstrated what to do for the pies, and I helped prepa
