artisticrainey Messages: 1228 Registered: July 2012 Location: Northern Ireland
Karma:
Field Commander Switzerland
Emily took one last look at herself in her full-length mirror before she left, and patted a wayward strand of hair into place. I'm so glad I decided to have Lisa cut my hair short. I was getting tired of having to put that long hair up every day, and this is so easy to maintain. It amused her that neither her son, nor her grandsons had noticed yet. Dianne and Cherie had, almost immediately, when she'd visited her daughter-in-law in the sickroom, and found her granddaughter with her. They both exclaimed over it in approval.
She turned to check her lace over nylon tunic top and velveteen A-line skirt. They still fitted her well, even though she'd had them for several years. The pearl necklace and earrings that Grant had given her on their tenth anniversary were the perfect accessories, and she was satisfied with the ensemble.
She left her room and checked to see how things were going in the kitchen. She was reassured by Anna and Parker (on his way out with more champagne bottles), who seemed to be working very well together, and headed up to the lounge. She looked around in approval as she entered, thinking, Tin-Tin and Cherie did a wonderful job. The room looks lovely.
As she moved further into the room, she saw Scott approach her. "Grandma, you look lovely. I like that outfit. What do you call that color, anyway?" he said as he kissed her on her cheek.
"Eggplant. Why they had to name any colors after edibles, I'll never know." She smiled up at him. "And you look very handsome in your tuxedo. But then all you boys do; you take after your father that way."
"Thank you very much, ma'am," he replied, with a bow as the music changed to a ballad. "And now, may I have this dance?"
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