Kandace
“You're both beautiful," Dad says as Molly and I come down the stairs.
I'm wearing a sundress with a light sweater and sandals, and Molly is wearing pink shorts, a pink and white striped top with a big flower over her tummy, and a white bow in her hair. My lips are pink, and I'm wearing mascara.
“Is it too much?" I ask as Mom walks in the room.
“It's perfect."
My stomach is in knots as I fasten Molly into her car seat. Before I back away and shut the door, Molly reaches up to my cheek. “If you don't like your old friend, we can eat ice cream at home."
Tears threaten as I stare into her gold eyes. “I do like him."
“Then why aren't you smiling?"
Leaning closer, I kiss her forehead and smile. “You're right, sweetie. I should smile."
“Miss Pollard says our smiles tell ot
