The Royal Guard

I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself, from my dull brown locks which Gloria had curled and put up in a ponytail, my green eyes that sometimes change to the colour blue, my tanned but spotless face my just above average body, and 5’9 height to the tight strapless black dress with the sweetheart neckline, the black 4 inch heels, which would be a nightmare to walk in I’m sure. The golden bracelets, diamond stud earrings and the golden pendant necklace combined with the light makeup (Gloria’s opinion not mine) I was set to go.

I made my way out of my spacious bedroom and down the stairs to the living room where everyone was waiting.

“You look great honey” dad said while giving me a hug

“Thanks”

“Well lets go everybody” with that said we all walked out of the house and into the black limo waiting outside for us.

Only when we had arrived at the cemetery did I realize something. Firstly my mother wasn't there and secondly

“So since when did I have a grandfather?”