Then as they were being blow dried, Vivian took herscissors and evened up the ends of both girls hair."Ok now how would you like it styled?" they were...asked. "Do you want tolook like your Mommy?" asked one of the other Girls working on Tammy'shair.Smiling and with a giggle she said, "Yes Please." Me too, I want to look like my Momma," Colleen said."Now, now," Vivian said to Stacy. "No crying in my shop." Vivian, you have no idea how long I've waited to be a Momma. And now Ihave the two. " I don't know. I just don't know." Let me try. Just once. If it still bothers you, I'll stop." This is giving me such a headache," she said as she began to rub hertemples."Let me relax you. I know how to take care of this."I guided her back to our bed room. I laid her down and slipped the earbuds of her IPOD into her ears. Lying down next to her, I softly rubbedher temples and switched on her IPOD.She enjoys listening to classical and easy listening music to relieve thestresses of her job.I. I felt good like I was civilized. I was ready to go. I even had a flower, a white orchid on a wristband.Mom came down and had been crying. She said, “She is so beautiful.” Louder, she said, “Britt, it’s time. Come down. Your date is waiting.” She looked at me and said, “Chad, close your eyes. I’ll tell you when you can look.”I could hear her descend the stairs and come around the corner into the living room. My father, in all my life, had never been speechless. I heard him saying, “Oh! Ah!”. I jump up and go over to the love seat and sit down and say, “free neck rubs here…” Becky of course is #1 in line and sits down between my legs on the floor and waits for her massage…I take the hair pin out and let her long red hair flow down on to my legs and I grab it up and take a big long smell of it…damn even her hair is perfect… I am sitting there massaging her neck and shoulders and she says, “hey, you are pretty good at this…” Without thinking I start to say, “my mom always used to…and.