On this day she tried to involve me in looking at a dressy dress.Of course before this I had no valid opinion but now I noticed how this black dress c...ung to her, showing off all of her curves. The truth is before that point I had never really appreciated what a beauty my mom was. “Mom, that dress really makes you look beautiful.”“Well then, if you like it, I’ll buy it,” she said. It was the only thing she bought that day. A trip to town on a Saturday usually involved lunch at a diner and. Two weeks ago I was sitting outside of a Starbucks with my college buddy David. He looked like shit. He wanted to meet to discuss a business offer. His pitch was simple. His Aunt was coming into a lot of money from her father. Her husband was dead and she had just kicked her fiance to the curb. “Lucky her,” I said. “She’s gonna be rich.” “That's just it”, he said. “She's a shitshow. She’s a drunk, she’s mean. She’s alienated the whole family. Her husband fell down the basement. He looked, she thought, more than a little uncomfortable. That alone gave her pleasure in a way she found surpising. “So,” she said, “have you had the chance to read it.” She nodded towards the papers that sat on the table on the far side of the room. She wasn’t certain what she expected or hoped the outcome of the conversation would be.“Yes.”“And what did you think?” She sat back. She was wearing a short, black and white panelled, long sleeved, dress with opaque tights. She sometimes wore the. Dave's work car was in the driveway when they pulled up. Brittany felt her stomach drop because she knew the moment of truth was here. She would have to confront him about what he watched her do in the car. She knew he seemed okay with it at the time but the possibility of him reacting badly about it with hindsight was still real. She also knew that it was only a matter of time before she would have to tell him what the doctor had to say and she knew he wasn't going to be very happy about.