"Missed ya, Mom," Longshot whispered as he hugged Tasha back with one arm. He thought it wise not to smear his food all over her. Once they separated, he nodded toward the buffet tables. "Grab some. Lots of good stuff. And most of it is cooked!"

He grinned before wading into the crowd of people to find a place to sit. He looked for a place that had room for him, his wife, and his parents. He was sure Graydon had disappeared into one of the opened rooms with the Lisa and the gang of other youngins.