Heaven's Cry

Ball

I was in the middle of cooking dinner for us when Tara came in with the mail. She held up one specific decorative letter.

"Its for you." She said reaching her arm out to hand it to me. Since my hands were busy I asked her to open it and read it. She ripped it open and read.

"Its an invitation to the military ball." I looked up at the paper she turned to me.

"How am I still invited to it? It must be a mistake. I mean, Tyler, he's not here and there's no reason for me to go." Tara sighed.

"I mean even if it was a mistake, which I'm sure it wasn't, I think you should go. We can go together, I can be your date." She smiled and walked over to me. "please can we go? It's on Saturday which gives us a week an a half to get all prepared. Oh what if I find me a military man? Oh those bodies must be ridiculous and way better than fucking Logan." Logan was Tara's ex, he cheated on her 3 more times after she forgave him for the first time.
"Please Ly, we've been all consumed by this baby stuff and we haven't been able to go out and enjoy our days before this little monkey comes into the world." I raised an eye brown and laughed.

"Now my baby is a monkey. But yeah we haven't have we. Fine we can go." I knew this would be hard since they always did the remembrance part on those who died serving. But I had my little angel now, so I knew Tyler was with me.

Thinking about Tyler spiritually being with me at the ball made me think of all the other times I went to the ball with him.

I wore a long blue dress with my hair curled and pinned up on the side. My heels were 3 1/2 inches but still Tyler stood taller than me in his uniform. I remembered how he would whisper in my ear how beautiful I was to him, and how jealous everyone was that he had me. I didn't believe him because I didn't notice anyone watching me, but then again, he was all I wanted and all I saw. We danced the whole night and left early to go to the boardwalk where we walked eating ice cream.

When my eyes started to water I snapped out of my reverie and turned off the stove so the pasta wouldn't overcook. I would go to this ball and enjoy it with Tara  as I did with Tyler. I would enjoy myself for her, but even I didn't believe myself.
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I woke up to being shook multiple times. I open on eye to see Tara smiling at me.

"Wake up! We have a lot to do before this ball! I'm so excited! Is it like a fairytale ball where we all dance properly and have dresses and shit on?!"

"This is the 21st century Tara. I'm sorry that boat sailed a while ago."

I rubbed my eyes and sat up and looked at the clock. It was 12:04 p.m

"How is it 12?! I fell asleep at 9. I slept for that long?"

"Well I mean you are pregnant. Plus you've been all up reading these overrated future babymama books, I'd be tired too. But anyways up we go, we gotta go get our hair and nails done."

I rolled up and out of bed and walked to the bathroom to get ready. When I closed the door I looked in the full body mirror. My belly was much bigger and I was now 4 1/2 months. It was now obvious to know I was pregnant and that it wasn't just a bunch of fat piled into my stomach. I rubbed my belly and smiled. This baby was making me stronger in many ways and for that and just being my child, it had every drop of love I had.
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By the time we made it back home it was 4 p.m which gave us around 2 hours to get ready. My hair had been blow dried and curled, but pinned up so that when I was ready the curls would still be in good condition.

After my shower and makeup I unpinned my curls and walked to my room.

"You look beautiful already. You could go there now in your towel and sweep the men off their feet."

Tara was sitting on the couch doing her makeup in the mirror. She always did her makeup there because of the living room lighting.

"Oh stop it, you're making me blush" I said laughing and made my way to my room to finish getting dressed.

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*****Sorry for the very, very, very late post. But I will be very consistent now to make up for it.