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“I can’t believe Weston proposed and we happened to be there to witness it,” Leona says.
“I know,” I agree.
He is the one son that I worried would never settle down. Now, here he is, about to become a husband and stepfather. Just goes to show you that your children can surprise even you.
We get everything set up as quickly as possible. Leona makes a pitcher of sweet tea and a pitcher of lemonade while I pull platters down to hold the sushi.
We spread it out buffet-style across the kitchen island, along with the trays and meat and cheese board.
Morris returns with the bag of ice we asked him to bring and fills the standing cooler by the deck door, where we set up a beverage station.
Everyone begins to trickle in and make plates.
Anna and Weston first.
“Well, this is certainly different than our usual party meals,” Graham says as he looks over the buffet of sushi rolls.
I shrug. “It’s Anna’s favorite, and this celebration is for her. Plus, it was easy. We just called it all into the new Japanese restaurant in the valley, and they had it ready in no time,” I say.
“I hope you guys have something else to serve other than sushi because Isley’s been getting so hangry lately,” Taeli muses.
“Isley loves sushi,” Brandee states.
“I know, but she can’t eat it while she’s pregnant,” Taeli explains.
“Oh, right.”
Maxi, who is standing across the island with a plate loaded with food, spits out the piece of sashimi she was chewing.
“Are you okay?” Taeli asks.
“Why can’t she eat it?” she asks.
Taeli eyes her suspiciously. “Isley? Because it’s raw. It’s dangerous to eat raw fish while pregnant,” Taeli explains.
“Oh,” Maxi says as she sets her plate to the side. Her hand goes to her stomach as her face turns green.
“Maxi, are you …” Taeli asks.
She nods.
“Oh my goodness,” I shriek as the joy of hearing I’m expecting another grandchild hits me.
I walk quickly to her and take her face in my hands.
“Oh, Maxi, congratulations,” I whisper through tears.
She sniffles. “I’m going to be terrible at this.”
“No, you’re not. You’re going to be a kick-ass mother,” I correct.
She shakes her head.
“Yes, you will,” Anna says.
She looks at Anna. “Why would you think that?”
“Well, um, you babysit Kaela, and you’re great with her,” Anna notes.
