18
CHARLIE
“You guys go outside and grill. Leave us to the girl talk.” Marina shooed the men out the back door of the big ranch kitchen.
I guessed on Wolf Ranch it took about forty minutes to produce a party. In the time since Marina said she took steaks out of the freezer, the big ranch house had filled with people. Most of them I’d met before, but there were a few new ones. No one knocked. Everyone was loud. Boisterous and friendly.
Rand, Clint’s younger brother, showed up along with Nash, his best friend. Maybe a couple others. I still hadn’t put them all together. Who was with whom and all that. As for names, I’d have to make name tags to get them all right.
When the men obeyed Marina and traipsed outside, I was left in the large kitchen with her, Audrey, Willow and Becky, Clint’s
