Gwen arrived in the early afternoon, carrying a big bowl of cut watermelon. What to bring to a party at the house of the best baker/cook/whatever she'd ever met? Watermelon. Can't go wrong with that, right?
She'd sent a note to Michael, and hoped he could come by, too, but they both had their own plans this 4th of July. Hopefully he'd show up, too, and say hi to everyone.
She knocked on the door, already hearing the sounds of a nice, backyard BBQ coming from around the side of the house.