Her hands took over.

She showed them how to roll the fondant thin, how to curve the edges around a small tool, and how to let each petal dry before adding the next.

Soon everyone was leaning forward.

She was still teaching when the scheduled hour ran out.

Marisol paid her promptly and thanked her in front of the staff.

Grandma held the envelope with a look I hadn’t seen since before the wedding.

In the car she said, “It wasn’t nearly as terrifying as I thought.”