++++ LAELYNN ++++
"What about Sister Smoochie?" I laugh.
"I was so immature... Ugh." Eleise grins.
"Well, I'm sorry to tell you, Edgy Eleise, that your sister is marrying Mr. Traitor." John laughs.
"Is that really what you guys called me?" She raises her eyebrows, looking from him to Anna.
"You always double check your alarms." I say.
"So, she figured you were going out to the kissing house is all." Eleise blushes as she says this.
"Ahh, good times." Anna laughs.
I smile. She's finally taken on a cheerful side. There was almost nothing good about those times. I think about what Michael said that day at the funeral, because this is one of those times that he talked about.
If Dad were here, he'd tell me that I'd finally rubbed off on her. He'd tell me that I've become a beautiful young lady who really is a 'flower of hope' like Laelynn means. I've come to face the fact that he's not here physically, but he will always be here.
"Well, one proposal down..." Michael stands, failing at keeping back a smile.
"What are you talking about, Michael?" Eleise asks.
"I like colors."
"Are you serious?" Anna gasps. "You're really—?"
"Why are you so surprised?"
"I'm confused." Eleise says.
"Make that two confused people." I chime in.
"Gray."
"Is a pretty boring color, why is it your favorite?" Eleise laughs.
"Never mind. Let's take a trip, John."
"Heck. Yes. Dude."
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