Abby smiled at Philip as he left then turned towards Philip's mother. "So will you help me."

"Of course I will," she smiled, "I've been through this before when I married Philip's father."

Abby blushed, "Of course."

She leaned forward a little more. "There is the money problem, wedding dresses aren't very cheap but we'll deal with that. Really the best thing to do would be to go shopping so that you can see what's out there.'

"The money isn't a problem, I inherited money when my grandmother died, her husband was a judge." She smiled.

"We aren't quite so lucky," she said, "I don't work and my husband doesn't bring in alot of money. Phil's the only one with a good job in our family but he isn't a millioner."

She sighed. "But it's good to hear you've got money for a dress, otherwise I wouldn't know what we would do."

Abby nodded, feeling a little awkward, "So, what kind of dress did you wear?"

"A simple one," she said, "It had a little lace and it was white of course."

"Do you want to go to town with me tomorrowand helpme pick one out?"She asked hopefully.

"I'd be delighted to," she told her, "It'll make me feel young again, like I felt when I was shopping for my own dress. My, how the time goes by."

Abby smiled, "Yes, it does." she sighed.

"You're still young," she pointed out, "When you are my age you will be thinking about where the time goes even more. Think about what it feels like to watch the children you raise go out in the real world."

She smiled, "Time is the same anytime. it's just in our heads."

"Well what's in our heads is what we are going to think." She smiled. "But that's a different subject. Tell me, what kind of dress are you looking for?"

She thought about it, "Nothing fancy like a victorian, maybe there isan italian bridal shop near, um... lace and a short train." She pictured the dress and smiled.

"That sounds like it could be pretty," she said, "We'll have to see what our choices are tomorrow."

Abby smiled, and sighed, "Wow, I'm geting married."

"Yes you are," she said, smiling. "Now, should we allow the men to come back into the room?"

She smiled and nodded.

When Abby nodded she got up and brought Philip and his father back into the room.

Abby's hear skipped a beat like usually when she saw Philip.

He smiled and walked over to sit down beside her, gently touching his lips to her own. "Did you have a nice chat?" he whispered in her ear.

"Yes," She whispered back and intwined her fingers with his.

Philip took her hand in his own and smiled brightly. "Wonderful," he softly said, "Because we have less then a week to plan everything out."

"Oh." She reclaimed, "I have to write my cousin, and, and..." She sighed.

"Yes, you'd better get that letter in the mail," Philip said, "We wouldn't want your cousin to miss it."

She smiled at him and layed her head on his chest.

Philip wrapped his arms around her.

His mother nudged his father and together they left the room, giving them a chance to be alone together again.

Abby automaticaly leaned into hiim.

"I love you," Philip whispered, kissing her lips.

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