Soiree (7)
The three cousins blushed bright red, fisting their hands as if preparing to attack Ian, which was ridiculous considering their differences in size. Ian was that thick, tall giant of a man who made these three cousins look like ants before him. One would wonder if they, thinking of hitting Ian, were to hurt themselves or to hurt Ian.
As if on cue, an elegant-looking woman rushed through the small crowd,
"My baby boys, are you okay?"
A few more sniffled laughter was heard, but the woman did not heed them.
Ian could not be bothered with them and turned towards where he knew his wife was.
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"What did you do to us?" Brad stopped in the lobby and turned to whoever had posed this question to him. Brad was the last in his family to arrive at the wine-tasting soiree that late afternoon.