I cruised by Jeff's around noon. I didn't honk the horn because I wanted to see the whole family.
Harri opened the door. "Ashley, so nice to see you. I think Jeff will be ready soon." She gave me a delicious hug.
She released me, but before I could answer her I was driven back by a tackle worthy of the most ferocious linebacker.
"Ashley," said Sandy. She had her head buried in my chest and her arms held me against her as if she was afraid I would flee.
I tousled her hair. "How have you been, Sandy?"
"Fantastic. I have Sam and Harri here, Jeff is home for the weekend and I met you. It's like a big, long birthday." She simply bubbled.
I couldn't recognize the aroma, but I was sure Sam was in the kitchen whipping up some unknown delight.
Sunny came down the stairs with a man who had to be Jeff's dad. He reminded me of Louis Skolnick from
Revenge of The Nerds
: white shirt, black-rimmed glasses, thin, dark polyester pants, everything but the pocket protector. His hair was combed down to the left. How did Sunny let him look like this?
Oh, yeah, this was a family of be who you are. Sandy might not know who she was, and I wasn't sure about Jeff, but for sure Sam, Harri, Sunny and, what's his name, did.
"Hi, Ashley." She came over to give me a hug. "I don't think you've met Louis, my husband."
It was all I could do to contain my compulsion to giggle. I coughed.
I reached out my hand to shake and that seemed to be an acceptable greeting to him.
"Nice to meet you, Louis."
"Nice to meet you, too. Sunny speaks highly of you."
Sunny? What about Jeff?
"Sam's busy cooking or I'm sure he'd be out here to say hello," said Sunny.
Sandy still had an arm around me, but not with the intensity with which she had attacked.