Using the microfilm reader, I read though the old newspaper accounts of the Westervelt family. It was like a wonderful walk down memory lane as I read...about my former life. I wept uncontrollably when I read the accounts of my son Peter's death in the skies over France, and I again relived the agony of that day when I had received the telegram informing me. Peter had been my youngest, my baby, and I had been so very proud of him. I received quite a few strange stares from other people in the. Mum held Carla's hand in a tight grip allthe way.Kristal dropped them off at Dwayne's huge front door. There was a largeman at the door checking invitations. Carla's mum gave her a kiss onthe cheek and said something in Spanish. Kristal got out too, huggedCarla and told her to follow Marta's lead and remember what she hadsaid the previous night. Carla had that glow about her and seemed veryconfident as she handed the doorman the invitations. His eyes got bigwhen he saw the two very attractive. More

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