Bridal Shower part 1
I was excited, it was a glorious June day, sunny and warm, I was getting married in three weeks, and my friends were throwing me a bridal shower. They’d been planning it for quite a while, and it had been like a state secret. No one was giving me any hints, they just told me that it would be a bridal shower like no other, then giving me a cryptic smile. My natural curiosity was aroused, and I was very eager to see what they had cooked up for me. It was being held at my best friend Missy Woodrow’s house. Well, more than a house, it was a mansion. Melissa (or, as her friends were encouraged to call her, Missy) had inherited the mansion, plus her parent’s sizable estate, when her parents …