A life well lived

My phone rang again and I smiled as I picked up my husband call this time.

“Miss me yet, wife,” he teased immediately and I groaned.

“No, but the kids want you home.”

“Too bad. My flight got delayed.” He sighed.

“What?” I jerked up from where I sat. He chuckled.

“Easy their wife. I just got to town and would be home soon,” he entered and I sighed.

“Bye…” I ended the call abruptly, feeling angry at such expensive joke. I had everything ready already.

After two hours, I was perfectly ready and had stepped out of the room and back down only to find out that I was a late host. Everyone was present. My parents, my sister, Tiana, Nate, Tiffany and her fiancée, Jordan’s cousins, their girlfriends, his mom, my p.a and Margaret. Yes her. she was a huge part of Jordan’s life for long and we could not let her to keep being a staff here so we freed her with a lot of money, a house, something to keep her going and a family.

“I told you that she might be painting,” Julian’s loud mouth entere