Came the next week, Lariette and Ruediger went through the days like usual as they waited for Friday to come. The only eventful moment for them was when they hosted Madeline for dinner.
Still, it was nothing compared to what Nathaniel faced. After all, the Faulkner and Winslow couples would fly to visit them in Velondia, marking their first gathering.
The Tuesday late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting warm amber hues across the tarmac of the private airstrip. The breeze was chillier, hinting at the end of autumn before winter came.
Nathaniel stood inside the arrival hall with Elsie and Lorianne at his side. Burying his hands in his coat pockets, his shoulders slightly stiff.
The family of three was waiting for the arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Winslow. They flew by their private jet. As for Russell and Andrea, they were scheduled to fly from Norvonna tomorrow.
