Glen and Sheila are setting the big table. "Just in time", says Sheila.
"Carl", comes the sharp voice of Melissa, "Come in here, we need your help here." We go into the kitchen where Melissa has just taken a couple of huge casserole containers out of the oven.
"Smells good in here", say I. Sarah is about to pour a huge vat of freshly steamed broccoli into a couple of serving bowls. Carol is tossing the salad, and Michael is slicing bread.
"What did you make?" says Carl, picking up a couple of oven mitts.
"Scalloped potatoes with tofu and Asiago", says Michael.
Melissa says, without really even glancing at him, "What happened to you guys. You look like you just saw an angel."
"Very perspicacious of you, little sister", says Carl.
"Where's Francois?"
"He went up to his room", says Carl. "he's tired, and so are we. We just saw an angel." He is smiling...
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