“Are you sure,” my mom asked. “Absolutely,” I replied. “What do you think,” my mom asked Gina. “I am deffinetely in,” Aun... Gina said, smiling brightly. “Watch, participate, whatever you want. I think it would complete our circle.” “Okay,” my mom agreed starting to smile “Whatever you want.” They recommended we meet back at their house later. I agreed and went back to my apartment to get ready. I showered, did my hair and makeup and put on a short black dress and heels.. Eventually Leo was found and chastised by his parents.It had forced Beatrice to spend a good part of the reception barefoot. When she got her shoe back, she wondered what an adolescent boy had done with it for four hours. It felt moist as she put her foot back in. Of course, she didn’t know that what it was. And that it was only Leo’s saliva. But they were the most expensive single item of clothing Beatrice had ever bought, there was no way she was going to let the purchase go to waste.Although. Tip toeing on bare feet downstairs she slipped into the kitchen, foregoing her mothers prepared roast chicken for a bag of chips and dip. She knew she probably shouldn't be eating this, despite the gym she would be going to college in about a year and she wanted to look her best. Her hangover and weed convinced her otherwise.Finishing her snack she made her way through the house to the living room where her father was. They were not wealthy, upper middle class at best, but they did have a nice. There was a crowd standing at the door an hour before we were scheduled to open. Mrs. Hernandez and I stood at the entrance and welcomed as many as we could, personally, giving them coupons good for opening day only. We’d had a thousand printed up and were out by noon. It slowed down a bit after the first month, but still did a booming business.Two months later the pastry shop opened, again to good press. The Grandmas made a personal appearance, stunned to find they were celebrities in their.