later I have to explain what this was all about but for now, my only concern was Sadie. I know she's forgiving me for the past, but part of me wonders if she'll ever be able to forget those times.
"Are you serious about this?"
"Hell yeah, I am." I pulled out another string of lights from the box my mother found in her garage. Plugging it in feeling ecstatic when the entire strand light up with twinkling lights. "I need to do this."
Beau continued sweeping up the garage while I gathered all the strands that were working. I had no idea what I was doing but I knew I wanted to give this my all. Decorating, it was not something I was good at but I'd give it all I could for Sadie.
The side door to the garage opened and in came my mother followed by a few other ladies I recognized form the church. They carried containers with what looked like materials of some form in them. "We came to help." My mother came toward me, kissing me on the cheek before they all got to work. For hours I watched as they transformed my garage into their version of a prom.
Tulle and something called gossamer with the twinkling lights mixed in lined the walls. In one section there was also so many balloons, floating along the ground that I wondered how we would walk without tripping.
To be honest I don't remember what prom was like when I went. I was a teenaged boy, who didn't care about all that stuff, but that was the thing, girls they did. Sadie should have had that experience, she should have been held on the dance floor, swaying to the music with a guy that thought she was the most beautiful girl in the room.
I may not have been the man I should have been back then, but I'd give that to her now.
Chapter Thirty
Sadie
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"What is this?" I pulled back the tissue paper and found the prettiest champagne colored dress with a lace overlay. It was beautiful, with a plunging neckline, slightly on the sexy side. "Why do I need this?"
Anna walked up next to me and held out a pair of shoes that matched the dress perfectly. "Just put it on." She gave me a little nudge, but didn't give any details as to why I'd been delivered a dress much too fancy for any events taking place in out small town. I was at a loss, and my best friend was being overly pushy.
"We have two hours to get you ready," she said then she started to run her fingers through my hair and I pulled back. "I think we should put your hair up, it will show off the dress more and your neck. You have a nice neck."
"I have a nice neck?" I wrinkled my nose and looked back over my shoulder at Anna. She was acting weird, this whole thing was weird.
"Will you stop being so damned stubborn and just come on," she grabbed my arm and began dragging me toward the bathroom. Pulling the shower curtain aside she gripped the hem of my shirt and began pulling it up.
"Do you mind?" I swatted her hands away making her laugh.
"Then move it, already." Giving me a little push, she stepped back and closed the door behind her. There I stood in my bathroom wondering what on earth was going on. Had she lost her mind?
Twenty minutes later I walked out of my bathroom wearing nothing more than my robe and a towel wrapped around my head. Of course, Anna was already walking down the hallway to meet me looking eager. "Okay so, we now have less than an hour and a half so we have to get moving."
"Not until you tell me what in the hell is happening."
I should have known better, Anna was almost as bad as Granny Char, she was determined and had no intentions of letting me out of whatever it is I have ahead of me. So instead of dragging it out, I swiveled around, walked backed to my bedroom and sat quietly while Anna did her magic.
A little over an hour later I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't believe the transformation. Anna had swept my hair up in a mostly up do, with long tendrils hanging in spiral curls around my face and down my back. She intertwined what looked like pearls into my hair, twisting and swept