Millicent and Gordon

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Meridian and Millicent

Eighteen- Close.

From the first time they met, Millicent and Meridian became tremendous friends and after her honeymoon, Millicent and Meridian became inseparable, and as thick as thieves. With, or without Padimye’s company, there was almost nothing they wouldn’t do together. They were close in age, phoned one another on a regular basis, had different tastes, but great senses of style, no wonder they felt close from the start. They complimented each other, respected their opinions, and to a tee, could spot great fashions, genuine pieces of art, and had good eyes for jewelry, and could even shop for one another.

Meridian, and Millicent knew each other’s likes. They made a pact to be at the mall to see what the bridal shops had to offer, dismissed all thoughts about Beryl, and set out to shop for Millicent’s wedding. From a showroom, it took time to have gowns, shoes, dresses, and tuxedos fitted, and a few months to plan for that day, and some things she shouldn’t pass up. Arden, Ombrielle, Royal, Raven, and her closest friends were supportive, and sincere about her happiness. They grew to love Gordon, pleased she found someone with good character. They were happy with shining personalities, and everyone meshed well.

Royal, and Raven didn’t share artistic talents. Gordon’s talents are in business, engineering, and technology, Padimye, and Jenna’s were medical. Meridian, and Padimye got along well, but Jenna had become a different beast. Millicent couldn’t make a choice between her friends as maid of honor, and lately, tension rises with Jenna, and Padimye, and she didn’t want Millicent to feel uncomfortable. Millicent solved the problem. She would make Meridian her maid of honor since they loved each other since her and Dane’s wedding, and a part of their wedding story, and everyone else will be bridesmaids.

Thank goodness they understood her sister-in-law to be, standing as maid of honor. It made sense, and Padimye will be her first maiden. Although Jenna was not around them as often anymore, Millicent’s ceremonial color of taupe excited everyone. The color, and materials were light, and the color was attractive, and neutral, and complemented everyone. It will add elegance, and even greater taste to the wedding affair, set in church, the second Saturday in May. It will still be cool, and Millicent couldn’t be happier. Picking out accessories, Millicent wanted to know what really happened about Beryl.

“I mean, what’s been going on with her?” Millicent told Meridian that she overheard her father call in a favor for the d’Anise. Millicent said she was too wrapped up in Gordon, and their wedding to eavesdrop, or question it, and that her father would have scolded her, and thought the act of Beryl moving out of the mansion, sudden Beryl was spooky to Millicent, and Meridian agreed, her arrangements were rather sudden, but hadn’t fazed Meridian. She barely saw Beryl, and yet the servants quarters were basically behind the kitchens, through another hall, and basically, a disconnect from the house.

Millicent mentioned Beryl’s attitude was contrite. She was still short of congratulating them on their engagement.

“Yep. Dane said the same thing. and said she’d been very rude. He’s giving her a chance. Who needs that negative energy around them?” Dane did well asking Beryl to leave before she smoothed her way through more mischief, and he put her in her place. Having Beryl move out of the mansion was best to do. Beryl needed to play games elsewhere. She was strange towards Millicent, and that other night was no exception. Millicent mentioned her offending Gordon in the weight room.

“He kinda, looked at her.” Meridian frowned. It was way past Beryl’s shift, was strange to Meridian too.

Roaming the mansion was unnecessary, and Cook had everything under control.

“Gordon never liked her,” Meridian said.

“Well, he eyeballed her awfully, and I almost felt sorry for her, but she never speaks to me,” Millicent shrugged.

“There’s always something strange about her, and I’ve seen her have too much to drink,” Millicent added, “Could anyone tell?” Meridian sort of nodded her head.

“She, and Cook didn’t get on well, and Cook complained about her, and you know Dane. He needs no interference.”

Meridian knew very little about the situation, but what she did know, she offered.

“I know, I know. He loves Cook,” said Millicent.

“Dane said he thought it best she lived off of the premises. Now they work separate days, and times, instead of just straight letting her go.

“She’ll end up getting herself fired,” adds Millicent. She could tell.

“Yep. She will, especially if Gordon hates her. Dane said, she better stick to schedule, or he’ll ask her to leave,” which made Millicent feel better. She preferred Beryl not.

Millicent thought it was a good idea that Beryl separate from them, for Enid’s sake. She was not the right woman for Enid’s extent of friendship. At the Green Garden Room chatting, they chomped a salad dressed in delicious blue-cheese dressing.

“She should leave,” Millicent agreed, crunching her salad. They were waiting for hot pastrami, and provolone melts. Cook’s been with the family too long to be uncomfortable.”

"I know. She does seem annoying."

“Look,” Millicent added, “I don’t know about all of you, but to me, the woman is strange. Maybe she needs a new job."

Meridian looked at Millicent sideways, and nodded. Millicent’s master’s degree ceremony was in two months, and Meridian asked if her plans were final. She’d gone with her to her apprenticeship with young deaf, and blind children, amazed last year, and Meridian praised all Millicent’s talents who explained how impersonal most of the facilities were, and how sad the summer months were for them too.

"Most of the children are neglected because of their afflictions, and that many families don’t know how to deal with them," she saddened.

Ruben told Gordon that they aren’t zoned for the needs of those children at the plaza. Over the summer for those children, neighborhood kids were as unkind as they were when Millicent was young. She didn’t want deaf children to see their mischief, or the blind to hear it, being around normal kids can be a cruel place. If Millicent’s plan became a reality, her facility will not smell of sorrow, be closed in, or feel like an abyss of emptiness, but of sound, and vivid movies, and strokes of paint on easels. Millicent wanted it to be fun to learn, games to play, and a camp children wouldn’t mind awaking to.

She wanted to educate their parents, and siblings as well. Meridian listened to Millicent, and couldn’t think of a better place than the serenity, and space of her cottage, it seemed exactly what Millicent was looking for. Her business would do better in a relaxed environment, where her students will be treated well while learning. Meridian’s place sounded ideal, if the city permits, and Millicent needed a comprehensive, and loyal staff. It was secluded at Meridian’s place with a lot of land. Millicent wanted a place where the children could learn, and run freely, learn crafts, and stay amused the entire summer.

In a place where they weren’t teased, handicapped children had a lot of time on their hands that needed filling. Millicent did her research demographically, and could possibly open those chapters of business all over the world if Ruben researched a need. She discovered that in their town, the handful of children with special needs she could accommodate. Millicent thought of making her guesthouse a facility, the Mon Chéri’ grounds would have been an okay retreat. Phillip had to inform Millicent, their estate couldn’t service those children. Basically they didn’t want to involve them with neighborhood children, no matter how affluent.

Their neighborhood was full of hateful brats, and that their estate was too minimal in property for escape. Okay. Millicent asked her father to look into the specifications and see if Meridian’s place could fit the boot. Gordon hadn’t remembered, or never knew, but Dane said he wanted to open the north and northwest suites for him, right after his uncle Nathan passed away, there was also space behind the walls. They would have privacy, more space to lose themselves, and the time was right. Once they marry, they will come to live in over three thousand square feet from the renovation, using the same construction company.

It was as easy as having both sides of his hallway removed, and opening a couple of inner spaces. It will be redesigned, and the entire project would take less than a month. Men kept the premises of Dane’s yards, and he, and Meridian looked forward to the transformation, and looked forward until Millicent moved in. She loved the brook out back of the property Meridian’s biological parents left to her, and all the accommodations her cottage offered. The space would make a lovely retreat for a child’s needs, and Millicent brought her father to see if the location will be up to business codes. They were excited about the idea on the land.

Meridian discussed having a playground installed. Even the patio space was more than sufficient and the entire house was wired for sound, on very spacious property. After they ate, they left for another bridal salon. That morning, Phillip handed Millicent a couple of his credit cards, and since she was responsible, from day forth, her allowance was whatever she wanted to spend for her wedding. Millicent thanked her father, and he hoped she would be sensible with her father’s generosity. Since Padimye had classes, she and Meridian shopped until their feet ached. They ordered dinner from the cottage, and departed not too long after that.

Meridian felt sorry for her old place, it might seem no one would occupy it, but used it as a mail drop off for buying art pieces delivered safely. They had frameworks for the art pieces in other areas of the gallery studios, and will sell art supplies too, and merchandised properly in the gallery. Meridian had all the confidence she needed, and surprised Millicent with a printed catalog of her art work. Meridian sent her catalogs to India, and art galleries around the world to relate an exchanges response, and it worked. The front page featured the cloth dolls Millicent created from when she was young enough to be in the girl scouts.

Meridian was certain, the demands for the dolls would be world wide as the styles of the dolls themselves.

“Dolls all Over the World, of Millicent Mon Cheri,” the poster read. Meridian wanted Millicent to reap the benefits of her artwork. Millicent’s beautiful macrame planters were imprinted, and later sold each piece for four hundred dollars. Millicent’s dolls were something people wanted to buy. They were raffia tagged, and priced sixty-five dollars American. The collection stood eighteen inches tall on a stand, had hand stitching, and intricately embroidered each doll’s name at the hems of their clothes, something she did well growing up. Meridian was very proud of Millicent's crafty talents she effortlessly created.

She was amazed at the art Millicent was working on, in her art studio. To them, she was an artistic genius, but she was just counting down to receiving her master’s degree, and was head over heels about the idea Meridian suggested. In the morning, Millicent wanted Bernadette, who was more than pleased with her daughter’s enthusiasm, to see the accessories they will bring in for her wedding, and that she, and Meridian wanted her to accompany them back to the stores, to see the wedding gowns in the bridal shop to die for.

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