It would always be a little strange to Mary, thinking of her best friends, the ones she'd grown up with as 'the kids', but she did kind of enjoy it too. Getting to watch them grow up was kind of neat. And of the options, the cottage did sound nice; there was always something she loved about being surrounded by love and family and maybe a little bit of noise.
She was kind of glad to see her dad digging in to the food like he usually did. It was him, the way she was used to. Her eyes drifted from him to Stevie though, when she noticed the movement in the doorway, and she smiled to him softly. It was nice to see him looking more like himself too.