“Wow, Priscilla! Looks like you’ve been enjoying yourself,” her brother teased. Priscilla glared at him.
Her younger brother Kevan and elder sister Karen had driven out to the airport to pick their sister up. It was welcome relief spending time with her two siblings before having to face her parents and the enormity of their family. And since it was already late by the time her plane touched down, there was no risk of being dragged out for a visit. Her parents were already at the hotel, where they had reserved two rooms for the weekend. Her mother and father would be put up in one room while Priscilla and her siblings stayed in the other, she and her sister Karen sharing a bed, while Kevan took the second for himself. It was an arrangement they were well-accustomed with. Karen’s fiancé couldn’t make it out for the wedding, and although Priscilla wished Thomas could have accompanied