Stormee Adalwulf
It was hard to hear my father theorize about Al's parents' deaths. I could feel his unease, and I quickly held his hand.
"Let's not talk about it and just send the team," I said, and Al nodded. He understood nothing could be done now, but I told him we would take care of it. We will take care of it.
"I apologize; you are correct; tonight is a celebration."
"Yeah... it will be an intimate dinner at home... tomorrow we will have fun at the carnival, and the day after, we will have the last celebration scheduled -the ball. " I said, and my mother beamed.
"I love a good excuse to wear a nice ball gown..." Mom said, and I giggled.
"I know!" I smiled, and she giggled.
"Shall we go?" Mom said, and I nodded.
Al and I greeted most people and were ready to have a pri
