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âHey dadâ I say hugging him back. âWhereâs Carter?â I ask looking around. Then I hear Skylar giggle from the front door. I roll my eyes. âSkylar!â Skylar rushes into the room, her cheeks rosy red with embarrassment. Right behind her is my brother.
âHey sisâ he says giving me hug. âIs it just me or are you getting shorter?â he asks roughing my hair up with a big smile.
âItâs just youâ I answer slapping his hand away. Even at 23, he still acts the same as when he was 10. He just laughs.
âLunch is readyâ Avery calls. In all the hellos, she set the table and laid out the food.
âAvery, dear. Look how grown youâve becomeâ my mum says walking over and giving her a hug. We all take our seats and start digging in. Iâm so hungry, that I completely forget why I invited my family over.
âSo sweetheart, what is it that you wanted to tell us?â my mum asks. I look up with a mouthful of salad in my mouth. I chew it quickly and take a quick sip of my water.
âWellâ I say looking over at Avery who gives me a gentle smile. A smile that reminds me, and I break into a big smile. Looking back at my parents and brother, I take a deep breath letting it out slowly to try and calm my excitement.
âIâm pregnantâ I say, trying to choke back my giggles. I always feel like giggling when I say that. They all sit there in stunned silence. My brother is the first one to break.
âYouâre not messing with us are you, Kay?â he asks sternly. I shake my head, a big smile still plastered on my face. The same kind that is slowly breaking across my brotherâs face. A sob breaks from my mum and she jumps from her chair, tears running down her cheeks and a smile from ear to ear. She runs and gives a giant hug.
âMy babyâs gonna be a mummyâ she sobs onto my shoulder. Suddenly my brother is hugging me too. I hug them both back. When they let go, I look over at dad. He too has tears running down his face and a big smile. Standing up, I walk around the table to him, hugging him hard. He hugs me back just as hard, before pulling away and looking up at me.
âMy baby girlâs all grown upâ he says softly cupping my cheek.
âIâll always be your baby girlâ I whisper, my throat choking back my tears threatening to break out at my familyâs happiness.
With my family, it didnât matter how, just that I was. We spent the rest of lunch talking about how happy we were. With mum and dad telling us stories of when they had Cater and I. No one brought up or asked about the father. For that, I was thankful. Iâm not ready to share that yet.
Chase
Itâs dark by the time I get home. Tyler and Ethan are still up, playing Call of Duty in the living room when I walk in.
âHey manâ Tyler says not looking away from the TV. Stuffing my keys into my pocket, I plop myself down on the couch beside him.
âDid you find a bed?â Ethan asks.
âYeah, itâs getting delivered tomorrowâ I answer with a sigh.
âSo where you gonna sleep tonight?â Tyler asks. I look down at the couch.
âRight hereâ I answer.
âYou know we could just bring the mattress back upâ he says, pausing the game that makes Ethan let out a frustrated growl.
âNah. I donât want to sleep on that. Iâll be okay on the couch for tonightâ
âYou sure?â
âYeah. Itâll be fineâ Tyler hits play and continues playing. I watch for a little while before deciding I should get some more work done. Getting up from the couch I go and retrieve my laptop from my room. Setting it up on my lap on the couch, I get started. I always back everything onto my hard drive so I can take it home and finish anything I didnât while I was at work, and since I left early today, I had a lot of work to do.
I wake up to my phone ringing. Iâm still dressed in my suit from yesterday, and my laptop is still on my lap. Putting the laptop on the couch beside me, I dig into my pocket and pull out my phone, answering it without looking at the caller ID.
âHelloâ I say sleepily.
âGood morning darlingâ mumâs cheery voice says.
âHey mum, how are you?â I ask.
âIâm very well, thank you dear. I was just calling to see if you might be able to come help me out today. I still have all the preparations for the ball to do, but I have Alyssa and Jeremyâs wedding I need to attend this afternoon. Would you be able to help?â Alyssa and Jeremy were two of mumâs friends from a fostering house. They all kept in touch over the years, and it wasnât too long ago I heard mum squealing in glee when she received the wedding invitation.
âOf course, mum. Just let me have a shower and Iâll be right thereâ I say.
âThank you darling, Iâll see you soonâ she says before hanging up. Iâm stretching out my body when thereâs a knock at the door. Getting up from the couch, I answer the door to a skinny man with shaggy red hair hidden beneath a blue cap, and dressed in what I think looks like a janitorâs outfit.
âMr. Scott?â he asks.
âYesâ
âIâm Greg. Iâm here to drop off and set up the bed you purchasedâ
âYes, of courseâ
âIf I can just get you to sign hereâ he says holding up a clipboard and pointing to a signature line with a black pen. âJust to say that you have received your purchase.â I take the pen and I sign my name before I hand him back the pen.
âThanksâ he says before waving to another couple of blokes down by a pickup truck.
âItâs the room to the right, just thereâ I say pointing back at my door. âIâm just going to go jump in a showerâ
âNo worries thenâ he said before heading back down the stairs to help the other two guys.
By the time I finished in the shower, my bed and furniture was set up and in place. I thanked they guys before they left, and got myself ready to head over to mumâs. The drive isnât too long, only about half an hour from me. Their two story house is right at the end of a cal-du-sac, and has a large front garden filled with all different colours of roses, mumâs favorite flower. I wonder what Kayleeâs favorite flower is. My thought shocked me. I hadnât thought about Kaylee in over a week, but just the thought of her name brings back the memories of last. Shaking my head, I pull into the driveway and climb out. Their house is made with limestone bricks outside, and polished marble inside. I open the crystal glass front door and walk into the foyer.
âMum?â I call out, my voice echoing down the hallway.
âIâm in here darlingâ her voice carrying from the first room to my left, mumâs study. I close the front door and walk into her study. Mumâs sitting in her chair behind the large mahogany desk in the back right hand corner. Papers are scattered across the desk as well as the little glass coffee table in the middle of the room.
âHi sweetheartâ mum says, standing up from her chair and walking over to give me a hug. âThank you so much for coming to help.â
âItâs no problem, mum. Where do you want me to start?â I ask.
âWell, I have the guest list right hereâ she says, walking back over to her desk. âIâm going to get you to print the reminders about the ball, including the theme, if you can.â Sitting in her chair she opens one of the bottom draws and pulls out a laptop bag. âYou can use this.â I take the laptop bag and set myself up on the couch in the left hand corner and get to work.
An hour later Iâm printing the reminders. Mum then gets me to print the envelopes with names and addressâ, and fold the letters, while she seals them and adds the postage stamp. By the time thatâs all done, mum needs to go get ready for the wedding.
âHoney, would you be able to have a look and the room designs and seating charts? You know who gets along with whom, and who doesnâtâ she asks.
âSure, mumâ I answer putting the laptop down. Mum hands me a bunch of papers before leaving the room. I flip through all the pages letting out a sigh.
Kaylee
Iâm up bright and early the next morning. I have another wedding today, and the story of the couple is so romantic. They both lost their parents at a young age, and were sent to the same fostering house. They kept in touch over the years, then one day, the groom showed up at her front door step, a bouquet of her favorite flowers in hand and told her he loved her, with all his heart and soul, and couldnât bear to live another day without her by his side. I wish all guys were that romantic.
I managed to make it through the morning without being sick, though I did get a little nauseaâs. I nibbled on salty crackers all morning, which helped a fair bit.
I had just finished doing the bridal partyâs make up and was packing up my belongings while everyone else cleared out of the room for photos. I couldnât wait to leave, mum had rang me this morning and asked if I would like to join her to a charity ball in two weeks since dad couldnât attend, and she didnât want to go alone. We were going shopping for dresses.
âHiâ I jumped when I heard a female voice. Turning I see itâs an older lady, dressed in a creamy gold elegant dress, her long light brown hair falling in curls over her shoulders and down her back in a beautiful up-do. Her makeup perfectly done, with her dark blue eyes surrounded in golden glitters.
âHelloâ I say back. She smiled softly at me, the kind of smile a mother gives to her children.
âAre you the young lady that did my darling Alyssaâs makeup?â she asks kindly.
âYes, I amâ I answer. She smiles happily clapping her hands together.
âYouâve done an amazing job. Alyssa looks absolutely perfectâ
âThank you maâamâ I say with a smile.
âOh, please do forgive meâ she says rushing towards me with a hand held out to shake
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