Mable readied the farm. Hopefully people would join them but even if they didn't the celebration would go on.
Blue lights lined the driveway and the courtyard of the farm had tables and chairs set up for everyone who joined them to sit at. The hole she had predug was covered with wood so no one would fall into it by accident. The chickens were tucked away in the stables she was renovating.
She sat on the porch waiting patiently.