Tuesday morning arrived and Angie headed to Florida to meet her client. After Lyndsay had called in sick to work, they had spent most of Monday in bed making love over and over again to each other, stopping only for the occasional shower and to eat. As the weeks passed by, Lyndsay and Angie talked almost daily and continued to discover the various likes and dislike’s each possessed. It turned out that for the most part they were indeed most compatible. They had discussed at length the desire of Lyndsay’s parents to meet Angie in a non-art event related manner and when the subject came up of Thanksgiving, Angie agreed to go with Lyndsay to North Carolina for the holiday weekend. This didn’t please her own Mom’s too much as they had hoped she would come home to California, but she simply stated that this was important to Lyndsay so she had agreed.

As the week of Thanksgiving arrived, Angie found herself extremely nervous about going to North Carolina. The plan was for her to fly into Smith Reynolds Airport in Winston-Salem on Tuesday evening to stay with Lyndsay, then on Wednesday they would drive together to Raleigh and spend the holiday weekend with Lyndsay’s family. Wanting to make sure she made a good first impression as the “girlfriend” she arranged to have a huge flower arrangement delivered to Lyndsay’s Mom on Tuesday afternoon, and arranged to have a special bottle of single malt scotch delivered for Lyndsay’s Dad.

It was Monday night of Thanksgiving week and Angie was busy organizing her clothes to pack for the weekend. If had been just the two of them, somewhere warm on a beach, a couple of bikinis and a few other items would have been all she would have needed. However, Thanksgiving in North Carolina at Lyndsay’s parents house no less, meant that it would not be a clothing optional weekend.

The phone startled her out of her day dream when it rang.

Not looking to see who was calling she simply answered “Hello.”

“Hi Baby, are you all packed?”

“Just finishing up. I’m sure I have enough clothes laid out here for an entire month.”

“Why are you bringing so much with you?”

“I have no idea what to wear, so I have a little bit of everything….just to keep my options open.”

“I did tell you that it’s fairly casual at Mom and Dad’s right? No one expects you to be in a suit every day.”

Angie was quiet….she had in fact packed three suits when she couldn’t make up her mind which one to bring.

The silence concerned Lyndsay who wondered to herself ‘I hope she hasn’t changed her mind’.

“Ang…..baby are you still there?”

“Yeah I’m here.”

Lyndsay wondered if the silence from the other end of the phone meant that she was right. “Sweetie, how many suits do you have packed?”

Sheepishly Angie replied “three”.

Lyndsay laughed out loud. “Three? Where do you plan on wearing three suits?”

Angie was not getting very nervous. “I don’t know. I just want them to like me. I want to make a good impression.”

“You will be fine….just be you. Besides you’ve met both of them before, there is nothing to be afraid of.”

Angie wasn’t buying into it that easily. “Uh Huh….and can you tell me that you were not nervous when you met my Moms?”

“That was different.”

“And why was that different?”

“Because………..well because you already know my Mom and Dad from the Art community, I was introduced to your Moms unexpectedly when they caught us fooling around on your couch.”

Angie laughed at the memory of her Mom’s standing in the living room of her apartment as she and Lyndsay were ‘getting acquainted’.

The two talked for a few more minutes, Lyndsay convinced Angie to bring one suit, just in case, although she really didn’t see the need and they confirmed the flight times for the next day.

Angie had a hard time falling asleep that night. This was big. It was meet the family time. She wondered if she was ready for this…..what if things didn’t go well, then what? Glancing at the clock she saw the time……2:00AM. She rolled over to the other side of the bed, picked up the phone and placed a much needed call.