Caitlyn glanced inside at the cheerful balloons and happy people. The chill on her neck skittered down her spine. It’s just a birthday party for a little boy. No big deal. Then why did it feel like she was about to tumble down the rabbit hole?

It’s an adventure. You love adventure. She squared her shoulders and strode into the cafeteria. It was a large room with glass walls on two sides, overlooking the courtyard, the basketball court, and landscaped gardens in the distance.

Howard motioned to the first table, which was laden with gifts, and she set her crumpled gift bag there. The next table boasted a punch bowl and trays of finger food. Across from it, a table held a large chocolate sheet cake with Happy Birthday, Constantine written in bright red icing. Another table was topped with tubs of ice containing bottles. Beer, she assumed, for the adults.

Finally, she reached the tables where people were sitting. All female, she noted as she searched for her sister. Her eyes widened at the sight of one woman with purple spiky hair. She estimated about ten women her age, all happily chatting with each other. A handful of younger girls sat with them.

But no Shanna.

“You must be Shanna’s sister!” A beautiful brunette stood and hurried toward her.

“Yes. I’m Caitlyn.” She smiled briefly as everyone at the tables hushed and looked at her.

“Where’s Shanna?” Howard grumbled.

“She’ll be right back,” the brunette continued in a crisp British accent. “She’s in the washroom, helping Heather. Both the twins needed their nappies changed.” She grinned and extended a hand to Caitlyn. “It’s so lovely to meet you. I’m Emma MacKay, Tino’s godmother.”

Did you know he can fly? Caitlyn refrained from asking the question out loud and shook the woman’s hand.

“I’ll head back to the security office,” Howard grumbled.