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                  “I would also like to thank Erin Foster, my dearest friend, for her help in getting tonight off the ground. This entire thing was actually her idea, and I couldn’t have possibly done it without her. Please, a round of applause for Erin Foster.” Everyone complied, and Nora beamed even brighter.
                  “Now, the food is set up buffet style in the living room, and there are seating arrangements throughout all of the downstairs. Please eat as much as you like, and pile your dishes in the kitchen so they can be taken care of as the night goes on. I hope you all enjoy thoroughly, and again, thank you so much.” Another round of applause, and then the guests all disappeared into the living room. Nora turned to us, looking anxious.
                  “Did I do alright?” She asked.
                  “You did a great job,” I replied quickly, shooting her a reassuring smile.
                  “I’m hungry,” was Hannah’s response, and she followed the crowd of guests into the living room.
                  Nora sighed and watched her go.              “I wish I could get that girl excited about something other than boys and clothes,” she complained.
                  “She’ll grow out of it eventually,” my father said, appearing out of nowhere. He readjusted his tie and grimaced. It was Nora’s idea to have the fundraiser be a formal event. She loved getting dressed up, and complained that she hadn’t had an excuse to do so since her wedding day, nearly four years ago.
                  “And I suppose you’re an expert in teenaged girls?” Nora asked.
                  My dad winked at me. “Well, I did marry two of them,” he replied. Nora shook her head in disbelief and I held my hand over my mouth, trying to hold back a laugh. Nora took off after the guests and my father stepped closer to me, draping his arm over my shoulder.
                  “How did she do with her speech?” He asked.
                  “Great. You weren’t here?”
                  He shook his head. “Nope, missed it. I was having too many technical difficulties with this damn tie.”
                  I smiled and reached over, straightening it for him. “You look really nice, Dad.” My dad was a handsome man, though not in the traditional way. He was a few inches short of six foot, more lanky than muscular. I had inherited his coloring; the fair skin, strawberry blonde hair and light blue eyes, but not his charisma, which was likely what had led to him having three wives in the span of twenty years.
                  “Thanks, but you, my dear, are the exact portrait of loveliness.” He bent down and kissed my cheek. “I couldn’t have envisioned a more beautiful daughter.” Something in his face softened for a moment. “You know, you’re starting to look more like your mother every day.”
                  I swallowed against the lump that had just formed in my throat. “I don’t know if I should be happy or insulted,” I replied, releasing a small laugh.
                  “No, it’s a compliment, sweetheart. Your mother was beautiful. Probably still is.”
                  An awkward silence fell between us, one that had become all too common, whenever the subject of my mother was brought up. I didn’t like to talk about her, and while my father had to have known this, it rarely stopped him sometimes.
                  “Now go get something to eat before Hannah takes all the good stuff,” he said finally, breaking the silence. It didn’t seem like a bad idea.
                  I squeezed his hand before leaving the foyer and heading into the living room, where I nearly walked directly into Hannah. “It’s a madhouse in here,” she complained. I glanced at