"Are you ready...woah!" I turned with a beam on my face. "How do I look?"

Uncle Pete's expression read of awe and admiration, it didn't feel weird at all. Rather I felt satisfied that the group of stylists I'd called had done a marvelous job.

"You look like you'll make the men have a cardiac arrest and the women go green with envy." He complimented, proceeding into one of the rooms of the mansion I'd just acquired with his help.

That had me laughing. "Thank you, uncle Pete. You look dashing in ...