She licked the tip of her finger and sat down on the wooden bench. She probably should have served up two plates of food in case her dad wanted to sit with them too. Why isn’t dad here yet? She glanced around the area, but with so many people lingering around and talking to their friends and family members, it was impossible to see if he’d finally shown up or not. “Chantilly!” Her gaze swung a few feet to the left and centered on Florentine. Chantilly jumped up from her seat and zigzagged through the crowd. “Florentine!” The two identical women met in the middle of the grounds and grabbed each other in a hug, rocking back and forth. Her screams mixed with Florentine’s cussing. “What in the world are you doing here?” Chantilly leaned back and ran her hands down Florentine’s face. “I didn’t think you were coming home until next month.” She jumped on her toes. “Oh, sis, I’ve missed you something awful, and I’ve got so much to tell you—” “Hang on.
What do You think about Chantilly’s Cowboy (2011)?
