::I had the girls’ and Sherry’s dresses to finish and also my own. I didn’t have time to eat. I thought I’d eat at the buffet, but then I lost it. I’ve made such a horrible first impression.::
::No, dearheart…:: Sam’s chuckle was warm in her mind.::We love the fact that we bowled you over. At least we know you like us.::
Meg blushed. Sam watched Syn examine Meg closely. “There is a lot of mauve in her aura. She should come for coffee twice a week until that mauve turns blue to match Sam and Tarin’s.”
“What does the mauve mean?” Meg asked, ::Am I flawed?::