And so it was Gloria and Sally who were secretly planning a baby shower for Candee, and every woman who attended the wedding was invited, and so this totaled about sixty women, it was to be held thanks to Gerta at the Inn, in the main dining room, which would be large enough to accommodate this group, and the chef would make the food and the cake, all they had to do was decorate, and keep it a secret. It would not take place for several months, so this was going to be a challenge for these two.
They continued to have Sunday dinner with Anne, and they spent hours looking at the wedding album, and the albums she made from the many photo's they took on their honeymoon, they turned out wonderful and very colorful with all the Disney characters they captured on film plus the big parade down main street.
Anne commented, that it was plain to see by the laughter and pure joy on each of
Their faces on the pictures they took of each other or had another person take of them, that they had a wonderful time, and she was happy for them.
They talked for hours about the house under construction, and promised to take her to see it very soon, when it was to the point of where she could better understand, what the rooms were going to be, plus she'd have a better feel for the size of the place.
Candee was taken aback every time they drove up to the house, and Starke reassured her, that she would have all the help she needed to care for the place.
He had planned to have a gardener, come by once a week, a housekeeper once a week, and a nanny if Candee approved when she felt the time was right, if at all?, he knew from hearing her and Julie talk that they planned to take their young children along to the shop, but he also knew there would be days when they were out on a job, that a nanny would be a big help to her, a nanny she could trust with their child, and probably Katie also on occasion.
Most Sunday's they spent time sitting on Anne's porch or out in the Gazebo, watching the butterflies, from the wedding they were sure, still flitting from flower to flower, they seemed to be very content with this garden as their new home.
Often each with their own unspoken thoughts, as they watched the butterflies flitting from flower to flower all around them, secretly searching the area for the white butterfly, that seemed to bless them on their wedding day, but never seeing it again, as if it disappeared that very day, unlike all the others of every color but white.