Looking out my Backdoor: The way we were raised

Turned out to be a surprise party at my house, planned by Ana and Leo, unbeknownst to either myself or Michelle.

I knew Ana and Michelle were coming over. I’d asked them if they would accept a lovely tooled leather stool that had no acceptable place to live in my home but I thought it would have several spots it would like to live at their place. Michelle said they had to be in town so would stop by to get the stool.

I’d considered asking Michelle if she’d bring her espresso machine but nixed that idea. But I decided to whip together a batch of scones to slide into the oven when I...