Chapter Twenty-One

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  I rushed around my room, trying to find a dress and shoes

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I rushed around my room, trying to find a dress and shoes. I had more than I would like to admit, but I was rushing to pick something. I began making a pile for no and a pile for yes. I started separating them slowing until I looked down at my final two dresses. There was a warm dark blue one. It had a black bow and some black ruffles. Then there was the black one. It had its simple designs that you could barely see. I don't understand why I am drawn to it.

I paced back and forth and looked at my door when I seen Ellie standing there. She looked at me to the dresses then back at me. She smiled. "Need some help?"

I nodded. "Very much needed. I'm not sure what to wear. I know it's nothing too important, but I am a bit nervous."

She made her way into the room and stood beside me. She picked up both of the dresses and started to look at them then at me. She handed me the black one and placed the other one back on the bed. "The black one compliments your eyes and your skin. It also seems ten time more comfortable."

I nodded and took the dress. "Thank you, Ellie. You're a real life saver."

She waved her hand and shook her head. "Us girls need to stick together, right?"

I nodded and smiled. I began taking off my gown and putting on the dress. Ellie took a seat on the edge of the bed. "So, what are you doing again?"

"Well-" I took a deep breath. "-I got invited to watch a play of the sort. Meg and John invited me but also invited Laurie. I am glad Meg slipped that part when we was talking about it because I was most certainly not prepared."

"So you're getting all dressed up for Laurie? Do you fancy him?"

"Im not sure what is happening. I do enjoy is company a lot more now and every time I look at him I just-" I sighed and looked at Ellie. "I feel happy. I feel at home."

"I understand what you mean. I feel that way about your father."

I smiled. "How did you feel when you first realized you were in love with him? I mean, I read plenty of books that speak of love, but how do you actually know it is love?"

"You never really know until you feel that aching feeling of need. Like you need that person in your life or you'll feel empty and incomplete."

"I feel complete when my kids are around, but when Laurie is around, it's like I could fly."

"Fly?"

I nodded. "Fly."

"Do you think you're in love with Laurie?"

I thought for a moment. I haven't really thought of it as love. Ever since he told me he loved me while being drunk, I've been thinking about it. Maybe there was a slight chance of it being true, but would I be ready? I haven't even spoken to him about me going to Paris to write. Even though it's years prior, I don't think we would have enough time for it. For love I mean. I'm not sure what he is doing with his life, but I do know what I want to do with mine.

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