“The guest list for Thursday,” she announced. “I’ve invited a few more people this year. Cousin Cynthia is bringing her new boyfriend. Uncle Raymond is coming with his whole family, and the Sanders from the country club will be joining us as well.”
I dried my hands on a dish towel and picked up the paper. As I unfolded it, the names kept coming and coming. I counted once, then twice, certain I’d made a mistake.
“Thirty people.” The words came out as barely a whisper.
“Thirty-two, actually. Little Timmy Sanders counts as a half person since he’s only six. But you should still prepare for thirty full portions. Growing boy and all that.” Vivien’s laugh was like crystal breaking.
“I know it seems like a lot, but you’ve gotten so good at hosting these family events. Everyone always raves about your cooking.”
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