Jace:
"Mom, Dad," I wasn't expecting to see them arrive with my younger sister, Adira Augustus.
Adira was a 26-year-old finance manager, and she owned a fashion magazine and company that features several models and runway shows.
"Morning, Jace and my pretty Clara." My mother and sister rushed to hug my wife.
"We couldn't help but come to congratulate you both on your successful marriage," my mother, Mrs. Joy, said. She and my sister looked so excited, wearing similar brown designer dresses and black shoes. They were of average height. Although Adira wore high-heeled shoes while Mom wore lower heels, they were my family.
"Thank you," Clara replied, smiling, and I told them to join us for breakfast.
"We were about to have breakfast now before you all arrived," I let my parents know, a
