Scarlett was usually stressing when it came to the summer barbecue. Granny’s was always asked to provide the desserts. Hundreds of cupcakes and cookies to be baked, decorated and set up before people started showing up. However, this year it was a little easier. Maybe it was the fact that she had more people working at the bakery or that there was someone to volunteer to work at the stall for parts of the day or she was just on top of things more than usual. So instead she was enjoying the food. She had a burger full of toppings, all of which started to spill out as soon as she took a bite, “Oh shit, sorry. I’m a mess but I really love my burgers,” She said, reaching in the direction of the napkins, “Could you pass me one of them.”