The sun is smooching the sky, saying goodbye to the day and ushering in the night. The first part of this party has been so good so far. Everyone is having fun and enjoying a kick out of the party to the fullest.
I have mingled a lot with some of Jerol's distinguished guests, and his parents too. Everyone was nice, except for that gross woman he has for a mother. She didn't seem to be so delighted, but today though, she didn't seem to be so annoyingly antagonistic as before. I could not wrap my finger well around her mood swings during the few minutes we were together. I would also love to steal a glance at her from afar, but this place is flooded with people. It's hard to spot someone except my husband who accidentally happens to be everywhere my eyes land. How did Jerol even organize al
