My Wife Spent Two Sleepless Nights Preparing 38 Dishes for 75 Relatives—By the End of Our Granddaughter’s Birthday Party, Everything Changed

She barely touched her phone.

When the lunch rush ended, Gloria set out peaches, flour, butter, and brown sugar on the counter.

“You’re making peach cobbler.”

“I’ve never made one.”

“I know.”

“That’s why we’re starting today.”

Kayla laughed.

“Was Dad any better?”

Gloria smiled.

“Not even close.”

“My father burned three before getting one right.”

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