22. The Part With The White Flowing Dress

I chuckled, "Now I know where she gets her good looks." The lady chuckled and modestly thanked me for the compliment. "I'm Gail, by the way, Cammie-Cameron is a friend of mine." The woman lightly nods, "Well, it's a time of celebration for us. My daughter getting married, and all." Cammie's stories came rushing back to me and I had the urge to flip her off, but that wouldn't be the smartest thing to do. "I hope your daughter is happy, ma'am. After all, that's what a mother wants and strives for, isn't it?" Her smile slowly dropped, maybe an idea crossed her mind. Well, she wasn't a dumb woman, I hope. "Yes, I suppose it is." "I mean, the man your daughter is marrying, I haven't heard a peep from her about him. But I suppose that means nothing." Stop now, Gail, calm yourself. Don't dump your anger to this woman. The woman slowly nods, "His name is Charles, he's a doctor." Pfft, Charles, a 'doctor'. "Cameron, I suppose, isn't that close of a friend of yours if she never mentioned hi