Just then, the most beautiful woman in the world walks down the stairs, and my heart skips a beat.

Damn.

Five years and she has my heart still wrapped around her finger. In a long black gown that hugs her body, Fiona steps into the living room. My eyes stay fixed on her, with my mouth open.

“Wow.” That’s all I can say.

I take her hand when she reaches me and spin her around as I’ve done every day for five years. Is it just me, or has she become even more beautiful?

"Aww, love birds!" Eleanor says.

Fiona turns to her, grinning.

"Hey, you!"

She hugs Eleanor, Richard, and little Donnie.

We should take some photos before the other party guests arrive.

"Who's up for some photos?"

I take out the camera I bought specifically for the event and wave.

Echoes of "Yes” fill the room as everyone starts getting in formation.

"Where are the kids?"

Bertha looks around, frowning.

"Ann! Peter! Donnie!" she calls, but there's no response.

"Where'd they go?"

"They're probably outside with Tex." Richard says, making his way outside. A while later, he comes back with all three of them.

"Told ya."

Peter already has a stain on his pants. I face-palm my forehead, turning to Fiona.

She walks to Peter and stoops to wipe the stain off. It doesn't come off.

I roll my eyes. It's going to be a long day.

"Everyone get set for a photo. C'mon. Party's almost starting."

The adults help get the kids together for a photo, after which everyone takes another. Finally, I set a timer and jump into the last photo.

A knock comes on the door. The guests are starting to arrive. I turn to Richard.

" You're our clown and music guy tonight."

"Hey! Why me?"

"Well, duh." Fiona giggles.

"You have to get the music started now, music guy. The party's starting."

A couple of kids arrive with their parents, and in no time, there's so much noise in the living room, I want to disappear.