*Della*

That night, Mary and Coco prepared the dining table in expectation of Donald and his father’s arrival. Father had announced that they were going to be paying us a visit.

After setting the dining table, we heard the doorbell ring. “I’ll get it,” Mary uttered, rushing to the door. I stole glances at Coco, and I could see she was nervous. Her hands were trembling, and her face was turning very red.

I smiled widely and ...