A few remained, grabbing a last chicken leg from a scurrying caterer, or trying to pry a pleading child from the moon bouncer. Claudia, Melanie and a few others had moved into the house to try to tidy up a bit, while Chase, Ryan, and some other men helped the workers take down the canopy tents and tables. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Dorien asked as she entered the kitchen. Claudia smiled over her shoulder at the older woman as she finished drying a huge salad bowl. Chase’s grandmother had avoided the party during the hottest part of the day, but had strolled over early in the evening to say hello. She’d spent most of the time in the shade near the house, seeming to enjoy watching the children. “No, we’re just about finished here,” Claudia replied as she brushed a few loose strands of hair away from her face with a slightly wet hand. “But, maybe you wouldn’t mind keeping an eye on Sarah while Melanie and I finish up?” “Mind? Of course I wouldn’t mind.”
