One thing had been decided between Emily and the Stockdales: theirs would be a very short engagement, as short as possible. Gram, ever sensitive to th...ngs like that, saw Emily’s face fall. We quickly learned that the problem was organizing the wedding and a reception, coupled with the fact that she had no close living relatives. That problem didn’t last very long.“Daughter!” Gram demanded, “what’s the matter with you? Don’t you know that those things are the responsibility of the bride’s. This time, she kept me waiting for three days, and then she just started writing as if it had been five minutes between messages. Part IIEric and I have always been close. I kid him that he's a momma's boy. He’s not clingy and strange as that label may imply, but rather affectionate and loving with me. He's very handsome, and I don’t just say that because I’m the mother he’d like to fuck.Eric has always had girlfriends around, and they are invariably the sexy, popular girls. Truth be told, he’s. "What about you Sam?" I asked."I don't mind," Sam replied, turning red."Sam," I said gently. "We won't mind. You can choose any ride you want,we won't mind."However, Sam wouldn't budge and I was disappointed. "Look Sam, I justwant everyone to have the rides they want. I know some would have likedto go on Space Mountain, but that freaked you out last time. Nobodychose that ride so you could also be happy." If you-" interrupted Sam."Hush," I said. "Why don't you go on your ride, while we go on. Stacy’s family and mine had been neighbors since I was born and growing up we’d naturally done everything together. Our parents enrolled us into the same schools, extracurriculars and sports activities.We’d grown up in a small town in the suburbs and never had the chance to eacape the watchful eyes of our parents. So, when college application time came We were determined to go as far away from home as possible, while still being close enough to not cause worry. Dorming here was perfectStacy dad.