Buffy's POV
With the sky black outside, the living room glows in the yellow of lamps and ceiling lights. Having finished finding the party blowers and sitting those on the counter for tonight, I join my husband in the living room. There, Brayden also sits on a chair, reading The Great Gatsby with his legs criss-cross. On the couch, Andreas sits with his arm around his girlfriend who listens in as Marty starts talking to me.
"It's nice that your mom lives close enough to come for New Year's. My siblings all live in Tennessee now."
"Where do your parents live?" Oceana asks him.
Andreas answers the question for Marty, saying, "Heaven."
Then Brayden adds, "We hope."
Stealing the show comes Cara jumping down the stairs in a black, hooded robe with a shredded bottom, but contrary to her disheveled appearance, she's grinning wide.
"What do you think of my outfit?" she asks.
"You're...Darth Vader?" I guess.
"No. I'm the Grim Reaper."
"Cara," Andreas says, "it's New Year's Eve, not Halloween."
"Wyatt told me that days are just abstract constructs made by society to tie us down," the girl replies.
"I think you look adorable," Oceana says.
That makes Cara happy. She runs over to Oceana, and the two of them do a special handshake together consisting of a couple claps, an elbow bump, a snap, and a fist. I didn't realize they had a thing like that. Oceana's really become a well-liked figure among my kids.
A second later, the doorbell rings. I go over to open it, and my mother steps inside with a smile and a dish. She lives in the city, so I don't see her often, but I like having her around on holidays, especially since my dad passed away.
"Happy New Year's!" she says.
"Hi, Mom."
She brings her free arm up to give me a hug then steps back again, and I look down at the pastry in her container.
"Oooh, what did you bring?" I ask.
"It's cherry pie. I baked it myself right before coming, so it's still warm. I'm hoping nobody else made this."
"You're the only one. I can't wait to try it."
Oceana stands up from the couch and comes over, saying, "I'll bring it to the kitchen."
"Oh, thank you," my mom says. "I don't think we've met. I'm Pat."
"Oceana. I'm Andreas's girlfriend."
Oceana's about to take the pie from my mom when the door swings open again, and all four generations of Macks step in, from Hazel, Andi, and Amber, to Bex and Bowie, and finally Celia who leads the pack entering in, holding a dessert of her own.
"Happy New Year!" Celia says. "I made cherry pie!"
My mom's smile is slapped away by that as she looks down at Celia's container. Everyone at the door removes their shoes and coats while Celia steps forward up to my mom with a smile.
"Hi, Pat," she says then looks down at my mom's pie. "Oh, what kind is that?"
"Cherry," my mom mutters.
"Oh." Celia's smile flickers a little, but her teeth stay pressed together.
"This is awkward," Mom comments.
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The Good Hair Family Sitcom
Fanfiction{4 seasons and complete} Tyrus, Ambi, Muffy, and Wonah are adults now, but growing up and having families brings new kinds of challenges. Through the complications of them and their kids, their life-long friendship is the one thing they can always r...
