The morning of Anne's baby shower dawned bright and clear, a perfect summer day. I pulled into my parent's driveway early, and the sight of the old Victorian home brought a rush of nostalgia. There was so much that was beautiful about this house, with its wide wraparound porch and its rose bushes tended by Mother with such loving care. Today, it was decked with pink and blue streamers and balloons, with a big banner that read, "Welcome Baby!).
I walked in to the smell of freshly baked pastries and coffee filling the air, mixed with floral perfumes from the bouquets everywhere.
My parents were busy, doing last-minute touches. Mom turned to me with a big hug, her eyes shining. "Christie, you're here! I'm so glad. Anne's been asking for you."
I smiled, wincing at the pang of guilt……
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