Re: Marty and Sean
"Hey yourself, Marty." Sean looked up from where he was sitting on the grass noodling on the guitar, which seemed a better option than the sax for a barbeque and there were some great old time gospel songs that bordered enough on bluegrass and country to make Savannah and Tim happy if Sean decided to play loud enough to draw attention to himself. He set the instrument on top of it's soft case lying on the grass beside him.
"Nah, not yet. Figure I'll take a go after I get around to eating." He grinned. "Work off the food and all. You miss L.A. yet?" The rest of the house had only been back a couple days. But, he figured they had to be missing it. It was home for them, after all, as much as he still thought of Juilliard as home. It had to be a little hard to be out there and have to come back.
Of course, Marty and Savannah had come back engaged. So, that might possibly trump homesick.