It’s her turn to be nervous, her eyes searching my face but I’d deliberately neutralized my visage to minimize chances of reacting badly, having r...ceived that appeal not to laugh. My brain speeds to feed my mouth with something supportive, and it comes easily. ‘Paige, thin elegant long legs belong to very tall women, you are not a tall woman but rather a modernized version of stocky ancestors. Your legs have responded magnificently to your body-building efforts. I love the result, truly.’ I. She was all warm from their dance, and hadn't really gotten over Danny. And they could certainly have some privacy."Let's go this way," she said, picking up her purse. She nodded in a different direction."But..." She just smiled.He was walking a little better, she noticed. The stiffness seemed to have subsided. Well, she would see about that. They circled the room, talking to people here and there. She was in no hurry. She wanted to be seen by plenty of people. She wanted everyone to remember. “Do you have formula and a baby bag in the car? Maybe you need to grab whatever your baby needs and use my motor home take care of things?”After a few more uncomfortable seconds of silence, she seemed to snap out of her shock. She shook her head as if to clear away sleep, and said, “I’m Toni. This is Toby. We’re ... well ... we’re driving to Kansas, back home ... my home ... not Toby’s. He was born in California but my husband ... ex-husband ... I guess ... how can I be divorced??? ... He. “It is what it is,” I said. “But this is your day not ours.”“Dad, we, Sarah’s and I, would really love it if you would bend a little. I mean take a family picture with you and Mom and us—and Rina too,” said Mia.“I’d really like to take a picture with you girls, but not with your mother. That cannot be. I explained that to your Daddy,” I said.“We really only want to take a picture with the both of you, really, and mom,” said Sarah.“Well, then, here are your grad gifts,” I said handing them to.