I was standing by the front door with my back to it. Still wearing my pj's which were a loose white vest and sleep shorts with lord of the rings written on the ass, compliments of my friend, Diane who was a kickass wedding planner and one of the few ‘Normal' friends Papa actually liked.

My hair was piled up onto the top of my head with a paintbrush holding it up and my feet were bare and a bit dirty from lounging at the pool while I waited for my Painting to dry so I can do touch ...