“Hey” Laura said. “Let’s get the dips started. I love onion dip and Mom has a recipe for dill. We’ve got lots of sour cream and mayo, but they need to chill a few hours.” Laura walked over to the refrigerator.
“Oh, man, my mom used to make the best rainbow punch! I miss that,” Skye reflected, getting the pack of onion soup mix out of the cupboard.
“Hey, that sounds cool. How did she make it?”
“I think she used 7-Up and rainbow sherbet. She’d mix them together, just before their friends came over. She’d pour the 7-Up in a big punch bowl and then add a half gallon of rainbow sherbet. The she’d get out her fruit ball and plop the sherbet into the 7-Up. It was so beautiful and really good.
“Hey, we can do that! Mr. Simpson is still open we just need to run over there and get the sherbet. I know we already have a couple of bottles of 7-Up, Mom can’t live without it.”
At that point, someone knocked on the back door. Skye walked over and answered the door.
“Hey, buttercup,” Chad said, reaching for her and giving her a big kiss.
“Whoa there, son,” Laura started, “I’m watching you and I want you to know I’m very protective of my cousin here,” as she narrowed her eyes at Chad.
“Sorry, Laura . . . no, wait a minute. I’m not sorry, and if you’re a little jealous, I’ll give you a kiss, too, but not like I kissed Skye. What do you say?” Chad said smiling.
“No thanks. Why don’t you both go over to Simpson’s and get the sherbet, and for Pete’s sake, don’t let it melt while you take your time coming back.”
“Great idea, I’ll get my coat,” Skye said, running into the hallway to the closet.”
“I meant what I said, you know. Don’t break her heart,” Laura warned.