“Marlena, can you hand me the napkins?” Maggie asked as she finished arranging the fruit tray. Stacks of hotdogs, hamburgers, cakes, pies, chips, and soda stacked the picnic tables in the Horton’s back yard creating a smorgasbord of holiday favorites guaranteed to happy the heart of even the most determined party-pooper. It was the …
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