Vanessa
The clock ticked past four, and my heart did a little flip. Robyn, my daughter, was coming home today and she was bringing Derek, her fiancé, for the first time.
At 42, I’d kept myself together, working out, yoga, long walks, but the anticipation of meeting the man my daughter loved had me fussing. I smoothed my fitted cream dress and checked the dining table one last time. Grilled chicken, salad, Robyn’s favorite pasta dish– all ready.
The doorbell chimed, and I rushed to open it, a smile already on my face. Robyn stood there, ever beautiful, and beside her was Derek, taller than I’d imagined from the pictures, with an athletic build that filled out his shirt and a charming grin.
“Mom!” Robyn shrieked, throwing her arms around me. “You look so good, I've missed you."
I hugged
