Vignette knew that there was one thing that her mother in law and Edward knew very well. And that was how to throw a party. There were so many men in there and very few women. That is namely her, Rebecca and Margaret. Edward had said that she needed to make her contacts her itself.
The scene before Vignette could have come straight out of a fantasy tale. She saw a myriad of familiar characters and legends, and she stood there trying to recognize her friends. A cheeky pinch of her bottom caused her to spin around and be faced with Dracula, trying ever so hard to woo the lusty French maid before him. Vignette playfully let him bite her neck before going to get herself a drink.
“Vinni darling,” said Edward as he caught hold of her hand and kissed her on her both cheeks.
“How are you doing
