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kitchen. After setting the cake down, she hurried back and locked the door, trying to convince herself it was probably nothing.
    “My goodness, Camille, how many people did you think were coming tonight?” Isabel chuckled as she noticed the pan loaded with potatoes on the breakfast bar.
    “Sorry, I got carried away.”
    “All’s clear,” Isabel whispered in Emily’s ear.
    Emily nodded.
    “Now that we’re all here, let’s eat. I’m hungry.” Isabel grabbed one of the plates from the table and the other girls followed her lead.
    Each one filled their plate and took a seat at the kitchen table.
    “Hey, did I tell you my brother is coming to visit,” Camille mentioned, spreading her napkin on her lap.
    “No, you never said,” Isabel replied, enjoying her barbecued chicken leg.
    “Which brother?” Emily asked. She knew Camille had several spread around the country.
    “Peter, the youngest one. He’s thirty-five. He was a TV news reporter in Buffalo, but he’s been hired by one of the stations in Seattle. Peter’s taking a month off between jobs, so he’s stopping by to see me for a while. He grew up here, you know.”
    “Just him?” Isabel asked. “No wife or kids?”
    “No, he’s single.” Camille took a forkful of potatoes and wagged it at Isabel as she spoke. “Hasn’t found the right woman, he says.”
    “When will he be here?” Emily asked, cutting into her chicken.
    Camille swallowed her mouthful of potatoes. “Tomorrow.” She took a sip of her sweet tea. “I’d like to do a brunch at my house on Saturday to introduce you all to him. Can you come?” She looked from Emily to Isabel.
    They both nodded at her, their mouths too full to speak.
    “It’s too bad Maggie and Molly won’t be here. The last time Peter saw Molly she was in grade school.” Camille took another long drink of her sweet tea. Her phone began to buzz in her pocket. She pulled it out and read a text. “Molly says they just landed in Hawaii.”
    “I hope they have a great time. I bet Maggie will be sorry she missed your brother though,” Isabel added.
    “I’m not sure how long he’s staying. Maybe I can convince him to wait until they get back,” Camille supposed. “I know Molly will be disappointed if she doesn’t get to see her uncle.”
    “You’ll have to get him to stay at least that long,” Emily said. “Maggie will be heartbroken she didn’t get to meet him.”
    “Don’t you think it’s a little too soon to be looking for another man for Maggie?” Isabel asked.
    “I didn’t mean it that way, Is.” Emily frowned. “I just meant she’ll feel like she missed out on something we all shared. You know how she is.”
    “That cake looks heavenly, Camille.” Isabel glanced at the lemon cake on the counter, an obvious attempt to change the subject. “I’ll have to make sure and leave room for it.”
    The subject of Maggie’s love life did not come up again the rest of the evening. After her last disastrous relationship, it was probably best.
    Camille cut the cake and brought a slice for each of them back to the table.
    “Mmm, looks delicious,” Isabel said with a grin as Camille set the dessert plates down on the table and took her seat.
    “Any new events you’re planning, Camille?” Emily inquired, cutting into her cake.
    “Why, yes, there is,” she replied, fluffing her short, spiky red hair as she sat back in her chair. “I’m planning, as well as catering I might add, an important event next weekend at the Hilton Hotel for the Zigon Corporation.”
    “Sounds like a sizeable job.” Emily refilled her glass with the pitcher of iced tea on the table. “Aren’t they that huge computer chip maker south of Boise?”
    “They are, and it is a big job. As a matter of fact…” Camille drew out the words as she flashed a sheepish grin at Emily and then at Isabel. “I’m having a hard time finding enough servers for the event. I was wondering if you might be able to help me out that