*Olivia*

“We’ve got the sausage and cheese for the crostinis, right?” I asked, glancing up from the list on my phone.

“Check and check!” Dahlia called out, rumbling through the paper bags from our most recent grocery trip. Maria had insisted on going with us to shop, but even she couldn’t stop me and Dahlia from throwing whatever we could into the cart.

Maria had only shaken her head in defeat at the dismayed look on the checkout girl’s face ...