She'spregnant. I'm happy for her and Amanda. They're going to do great." Are you going to be OK tonight?"I gave her a quick glance. "I will be fine... Dan. I am fine." Besides,I thought, it's not like I have any other option. I put the tickets inmy purse - Terri had messengered them to me - and we left,We got to the restaurant about fifteen minutes early and met with themaitre d'. "Is everything the way you wanted it, Jessica?" she said.I smiled. "Perfect, Carrie. Thanks." They had set. Leah was wearing an orange dress that came down below her knees.Her dress was made stitched to her perfect shape and was looking so elegant. Aunt Elsa, like always, was looking like a milf bomb in her beautiful saree.By around 8.00 o’clock, the bell rang, and mom opened the door. It was them. Uncle Jim was in front, and he hugged mom. After that, he came inside. But the view was what came after. Aunt Selena was looking like a fucking queen. She was wearing a long dark green silk dress.It was. Seconds later, the porch light went on and off a few times and the driver pull over to the curb a few houses down the block and walked back to the house.I quickly moved to the rear of the van and peered though the high-powered scope I had already had trained on the front door. As the door opened, I saw a lovely blonde lady dressed in a robe open the door and looked down the street in both directions before letting her visitor enter. The man appeared to be younger than her, maybe twenty-five or. The marcelled waves flowed back off my brow andgently behind my ears. There was height above the brow and at the crown,but only enough to give volume and bulk to the whole design. Soft wavesframed my ears and called loudly for long filigreed silver earrings toadd sparkle to the dignity of the wave. The mass of teased curls at theback of my head had been sculpted into a brocade of entwined tendrilswhich defined the bubble of sprayed curls that would cause Mother tojust die when she saw them..