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said.
    “Eli.” Monica slapped his hand. “We just want a small ceremony with family, Margo.”
    “But—”
    “No buts, Mama.”
    “I hope I can get away,” Toby said.
    “You’d better,” Monica threatened. “We’d love for Aria to perform at the ceremony.”
    “I wonder if Sienna would go for a double wedding on the beach,” Toby mused, reaching for the last dinner roll.
    A high pitched sound chimed throughout the kitchen.
    “That’s me.” Eli pulled his BlackBerry from its leather sheath and stared at the screen. “I’ve got to get to the hospital.”
    “I thought you were off to night,” Mama complained.
    “Not for this patient,” Eli said as he rose from the table, taking one last bite from his pork chop. “I promised Amanda Daniels I would deliver her baby boy, no matter what.”
    “Wait, I’ve got pecan pie in the kitchen. Let me get you a piece.”
    “Send it home with Monica,” Eli said. He kissed his fiancée, then went over to Mama’s side of the table and kissed her.
    “I should probably get going, too,” Toby said. “I left one last batch of clothes in the dryer. I need to get my laundry done so I can finish packing.”
    Everyone started rising from the table at the same time. Mama went around and gave Toby a long, hard squeeze. “Love you, baby.”
    “Love you, too, Mama,” Toby said, returning her hug.
    He said good bye to Monica before making his way to Alex. Alex captured the hand Toby held out and brought his brother in for a hug.
    “Take care of yourself,” Alex ordered.
    “You, too. Don’t push it too hard. You need to give your self time to heal.”
    “You sound like the doctor,” Alex said.
    “No, I sound like someone who knows a little about injuries.”
    If anyone knew about debilitating injuries, it was Toby. His spine had been crushed in a head on collision just before his rookie season in the NBA began. Toby had endured a long recovery, but he’d gotten through it.
    “Good luck with that meeting with Jazzy’s principal tomorrow. Call and let me know what happens,” Toby said. “Let me go in and give her a kiss good bye.”
    “Give Sienna my best, just in case she doesn’t make it here tomorrow,” Mama said, giving Toby one last squeeze.
    “I will, Mama,” he answered, then went into the living room to say good bye to Jasmine.
    “I’ll clear the table,” Monica offered.
    “Don’t worry about that,” Mama said, going for the dish with the squash and shrimp casserole.
    “I’ve got it, Margo,” Monica insisted. “Go in the living room and give Toby one last kiss good bye. You know you’re dying to.”
    “Oh, all right,” Mama said. She headed for the living room without another word.
    Alex reached for his empty plate and received a slap on the hand.
    “Don’t you dare,” Monica warned.
    “I am capable of removing a few dishes from the table.”
    “Not when I said I would do it,” Monica replied. “Save your energy for when no one is here to help.”
    Alex followed her into the kitchen. He picked up the empty bread basket on the way.
    “Your head is as hard as a rock,” Monica chastised, grabbing the basket out of his hand.
    Looking back to make sure his mother was still in the living room, Alex sidled up next to Monica, and whispered, “How are the plans coming along for Mama’s party?”
    Monica had pretty much taken over the plans they were making for the sixtieth birthday party he, Eli, and Toby had decided to throw for their mother. Ever since she’d put together a charity banquet for the hospital where she and Eliworked, Monica had turned into the ultimate social planner. Alex had been more than happy to hand the preparations over to his future sister in law, since anything without a
Dora the Explorer
theme was outside his realm of knowledge when it came to parties.
    “You should see the cake!” Monica’s eyes lit up. “It’s going to be gorgeous.”
    “Just let me know if there’s anything you need.”
    Monica waved