artisticrainey Messages: 1228 Registered: July 2012 Location: Northern Ireland
Karma:
Field Commander Switzerland
Wednesday, August 15, 2068, 5:30 p.m.
"What's this?" Dianne sat up further on the bed as Jeff came in, a long garment bag draped over one arm, his tuxedo jacket over the other. "I didn't know you were going to dress up."
"We are going to dress up, love," Jeff said firmly. Cherie came in on Jeff's heels, wearing her red dress, her honey brown locks pulled back and curled in long strands.
Dianne smiled and clapped her hands together once as Cherie pirouetted, showing off her outfit. "Oh, Cherie, you look so grown up. Just beautiful!"
"Thanks, Mom! So will you," Cherie said, grinning. "Dad's brought your dress with all the essentials and I've got your shoes and jewelry." She gave her mother a pleading look. "All of us girls are wearing our dresses, and Dad and the boys are wearing their tuxedos and dressy clothes... you just can't be left out."
Jeff pulled the dress out of the bag with a flourish and laid it across the bed. The alternating strands of red velvet and satin gleamed even in the bright lights of the sick room. Dianne ran a hand gently over the velvet, then gazed up at her husband and daughter. "I... you really want me to wear this? Now?"
He reached over to cup her face. "We couldn't go to Paradise Peaks, love, so we're bringing a little taste of it to the island. You were going to wear it there, dear heart; please, wear it here." He leaned in and kissed her softly. "You'll be beautiful no matter what you wear, love, but... well... this will be the icing on the cake, so to speak."
Dianne stretched up a little to kiss him back. "All right. I'll wear it. But I'm going to need help in getting it on."
"That's what we're here for, Mom!" Cherie exclaimed. "Let's rock and roll!"
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