Oliver looked on amazed as his witch dipped a little backwards, his hand still had a light grip on her upper arm. To an onlooker it would seem like they were in the midst of a slow dance. Oliver kept on watching as her lips uplifted themselves into...
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There had been problems, lots of them and then some more as Oliver was made Elli's partner to plan the party and make necessary arrangements with the decorators, caterer and especially the music. Emma and Brandan did help them on some of them but for the majority of time, the couple were busy blending together both of their family businesses.
"Their businesses are getting married before them." Oliver had so wistfully said. And Elli kicked him in the guts then because Brandan seemed really nervous at that sentence and Emma looked like she was suppressing her laughter.
Oliver and Elli fought tooth and nail over every subject as they arranged almost everything for the party. Just like they had during their plane ride to Boston. Oliver indulged himself flirting with the gorgeous air hostesses right after stepping foot inside the plane, the usual. And Elli had yelled at most of the hostesses, that had also become the usual as well. Needless to say, Oliver was pissed. Because after a while of getting Elli's wild treatments, any hostess hardly came to flash their assets at him. Elli was finally pleased.
Now after four long but busy days after stepping foot on the soil of Boston, Elli felt riled up, beyond what was bearable. Mostly because of Oliver, who besides increasing her wrath by flirting with everything that wore a skirt, was now making her stomach do crazy back flips that earlier were just flutters, kicking her heart to beat in a furious pace without knowing how to stop without causing a heart attack.
"The break is over... This is the best show ever, Sammy." Sarah, Emma's daughter's innocent voice clad with excitement startled Elli out of her reverie.
The TV blared in front of them as Sammy increased the volume to an insane level, it was hurtful to ears now.
From her cross legged position on the sofa, Elli looked down at Sarah and Sammy on the carpet, their attention solely on the TV and the show that had just started. The kids scooted closer to the TV, Elli could see their earlobes almost literally perking up as if they were little rabbits.
"Well, kiddos..." Elli called. "You should turn down the volume a bit or else your mommy would be angry when she comes back from work today and hears about it."
No answer. The kids probably didn't even hear a thing that left Elli's mouth.
Hold on. Elli scrunched her brows in curiosity and in confusion. This was obviously not any cartoon or kids' show, not really hearing Elli could see that a middle aged, funny looking man was speaking continuously on the screen, and the man had that really weird know-it-all look and confident smile. Now, Elli really began listening, intrigued mostly by the kids' unwavering attention on the man.
"It's not a lie, it happens, people who had experienced it had testified. It exists for sure, and will keep on existing until the end of time..."
Elli grumbled under her breath. Who was this? A priest? But she found it hard to believe that the kids would so eagerly hear preaching. So she kept her patience as the man continued.
