perfect but this is as close to perfect as we're going to get.
"Good morning." My father gets up and gives me a hug.
"Morning, kit Cat, you must have been tired last night, you disappeared on us in the middle of the celebration."
I shrug my shoulder and hope I don't sound too sarcastic. "I'm sorry, but I was exhausted from the flight and all the surprises. I guess it was just too much excitement for me."
"It's okay, we understand."
No, you don't, if you only did. My dad sits back down at the head of the table. I take the empty seat next to Jay and my adorable little niece. She is too cute. I instantly smile and hold my hands out to her. She looks at me for a minute, smiles and climbs into my arms. "Hey, cutie." I give her a kiss on the cheek, place her on my lap and put my hands around her waist. "You probably don't remember me but I'm your Aunt Catherine, but everyone calls me Cat." I press my cheek up against hers. "You're getting so big! The last time I saw you, you couldn't even talk, now look at you."
Sasha looks up at me with her big bright brown eyes and holds up three fingers with her chubby little hand, with the cutest little voice sounding extremely proud of herself, she says, "I'm three years old, I'm a big girl."
"Yes, you are," I say and look at Jay. "She is the cutest thing I have ever seen."
"You seem surprised. Really, Cat, look at her; she looks just like me, who do you think she got her looks from?"
We look at each other and smile. "Okay, if your head gets any bigger you'll topple over. Seriously."
Kate starts talking from across the table. "I tell him that all the time. Do you have any plans for today, Cat? I thought it would be nice if all of us got together tonight and had dinner."
Chris is sitting next to her across from Jay and I look at him when he answers.
"That sounds cool, I'm free tonight," Chris says.
"What about you, James?" Kate asks.
"I might be able to make it," he says.
I pour myself a cup of coffee, add a teaspoon full of sugar and cream as I look down into my coffee before I reply, "Sure. Dinner sounds good. When you say all of us, who's all of us?" I'm seriously hoping all of us does not mean me staring across the table at you and Nick because that would just be another f-ed up night.
"It'll be the four of us and Nick."
That's what I thought.
"So where are we going to have dinner?" Chris says taking a drink of his orange juice. "I know a nice place. The food is amazing and there's a live band called Blue. It's a bar lounge that's also named Blue. The band owns it, it's kind of an upscale not your regular bar lounge."
I stir my coffee and look at Chris. "Can I get a ride with you, Chris, since I don't have a car yet?"
"Yeah, I'll be over here around six. I'll pick you up after I come from work."
"Thanks."
My mom stands up and picks up one of her fine white and silver-edged china plates and puts all of my favorites on it. Belgian waffle, soft scrambled eggs, and turkey bacon. Which is out of character for her, I guess the wedding talk put her in a giving mood. I'm going to eat everything on that plate and go back for seconds. I shouldn't, but I don't care. I'll do an extra workout session during the week.
"Honey, I'm so happy you decided to come back home. I never did understand why you wanted to go halfway around the world all by yourself with no family in sight."
I give her a half smile at her exaggeration. "I missed you too, Mom." I'm not going to get into this discussion again. She wouldn't understand that I had to go away to find who I was without my family. I needed to be independent without a safety net to catch me if I stumbled and fell. I didn't want to be William and Candice Reed's daughter, the successful real estate entrepreneur and I didn't want to be Chris and Jay's little sister. My first year at NYU that's who I felt like; a little sister because both of my brothers and Nick went there. They spread the word around I should be looked after.
I wanted to