LXXIII - Dream Dress

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I walk down the stairs in my pajamas, both the moms are standing at the foot of the stairs.

"What'd you want to show-" I stop dead in my tracks.

There it is. My dream dress. Hung up behind them.

"How did? I thought they only had the size up?!" I stutter.

"We got it tailored." Mom smiles.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" I run up and pull them both into a hug.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" I run up and pull them both into a hug

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(your dream dress, but you're free to imagine your own)

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"Wait, has anyone else seen it yet?" I ask.

"No?" Mom says.

"Perfect!" I grab the hanger and run the dress up to my room.

I gently lay it on my bed and smooth it out before walking back downstairs.

I run into Belly on my way down and she comes with me.

"I want it to be a surprise." I whisper to the moms.

They nod with a little smile.

We walk into the kitchen and pull out stuff for breakfast.

"Uh uh uh. The debs do not get to make their own breakfast." Susannah says.

Belly rolls her eyes jokingly and goes to sit on the couch, "Love you, Susannah." She calls.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Positive. Go!" She urges happily.

I walk into the next room, Jeremiah's walking down the stairs.

"Good morning, princess." He takes my hand and twirls me.

I laugh during the spin. "Morning."

Belly, unlike Steven, doesn't look like she's about to vomit at the sight.

i know // jeremiah fisherWhere stories live. Discover now