Chapter 4
“DO YOU HAVE ALL your stuff?” Maggie asked Athena.
“I’m the one who’s been standing down here with a fully-packed suitcase for half an hour.” Athena eyed the stack of Maggie’s luggage. “You never could travel light.”
“Some of us had non-wedding related work to do while we were here.”
And some of us have work to do after you go. But Pru didn’t share that particular thought.
The house couldn’t empty fast enough.
After she’d cooked what felt like the world’s largest breakfast—enough pancakes and sausage to feed the literal army under her roof—the first wave of her former foster siblings headed out. Right on their heels, Kacy and her parents had picked Ari up. Those who remained had helped with clean-up in the barn. The tables and chairs were folded and stacked, waiting for pic
