Filed to story: Gavin Landry and Judy Werewolf Story
Walter did a lot of writing about the French Gamma Warriors and took many photos from the battlegrounds.
Ive done reports based on his work many times in the past.
What about this? Nan asked, pulling out a small black dress.
1 frowned at it and then looked at Nan with narrowed eyes.
Its a little small, dont you think? I asked her.
I doubt its appropriate for a date with a Landry.
She rolled her eyes.
Then put a sweater over it, Judy, she said, throwing the dress at me.
Itll show off your legs and you got killer legs.
I frowned down at my legs.
Trust me, she added and then she winked.
Hes going to love you in that outfit.
I blushed at her words.
I dont think I want him to love me, I told her.
She rolled her eyes again ; if she kept doing that, her eyes would get stuck behind her head.
Just put it on, she begged..
1 sighed and relented.
Its not like I had anything else to wear and this was a nice dress.
I bought it a while ago when Nan and I went on a shopping binge, back when my family wasnt bankrupt, and I had the funds to splurge my money.
I wasnt really sure what I would wear it for, but Nan said I looked great in it.
1 guess tonight was the night that put it to the test ; I just hoped I didnt look like a prostitute, I showered, making sure to shave every inch of my body.
Not that I thought anything was going to happen tonight, but Id rather be safe than sorry.
Once I finished washing my hair and body, I stepped out of the shower, allowing the warm steam to swarm around me as I wrapped a towel around myself and walked to the mirror.
I brushed my teeth and brushed out my wet clumps of hair until it was smooth and went straight down back.
The dress was resting on the counter with a cute black sweater.
Once I put the dress and the sweater on, I raised my brows at my reflection.my I had to admit, I looked good in this.
I was amazed at how fitted my body looked and Nan was right, I did have great legs.
The sweater made the look a bit classier, so I didnt feel super floozy.
Satisfied, I left the bathroom only to hear Nan shrieking in delight.
You look amazing ! She practically yelled.
I shushed her.
My mother is sleeping.
I reminded her.
She rolled her eyes, and I knew what she was thinking my mother was always sleeping.
But shes been better lately, shes been out of bed and doing things around the house again.
She even went food shopping yesterday, shes been speaking with my fathers lawyers and trying to come up with a plan to get him out of prison.
She was exhausted and went to bed early tonight ; I didnt want to wake her and disturb her well needed rest.
I hadnt had a chance to update Nan too much about current events, so she wasnt aware of any of that
Let me do your hair and makeup now, Nan said, grabbing her bag which consisted of hair supplies and makeup.
I smiled at her and sat down at the vanity across the room.
She got to work on my hair, brushing it out again and then blow drying it.
She got her curling iron and curled it, so it was wavy vand flowed evenly around my shoulders.
She put a hairpin in my hair to keep my side bangs out of my face and then she started on my makeup.
By the time she finished, I barely recognized myself.
Wow, I breathed.
You look amazing, she said, putting an arm around my shoulders.
Hes going to die when he sees you.
She grabbed a bottle of perfume and spritzed it at me, making me wince because some of it got into my eyes.
Sorry, she chuckled.
Just then, the doorbell rang and I froze.
Oh, my goddess ! she nearly shouted, grabbing my arm and tugging me towards the door.
Hes here ! I swallowed the lump in my throat and followed her out of my room.
I grabbed my purse that hung on the door handle before shutting the door behind me.
I quickly followed her down the stairs where she grabbed a pair of black heals that were tossed in the corner of the living room.
I saw these earlier, you have to wear them, she told me.
1 frowned.
Theyre my mothers, I told her.
She wont mind, she said, waving off my concern.
You two are the same size.
These heals go great with that dress.
I relented, putting the shoes on.
They made me about an inch taller, but not too tall.
Walter will still be a good foot taller than me.
She gave me one last look before motioning for the door.