Ava King
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- Messages
- 1,065
- OOC First Name
- Donna
- Wand
- Holly/Ebony Wand 12 1/2 Essence of Griffin Feather
- Age
- 4/1989
It had been a long time. Of course, Ava had kept in touch with some of her friends, namely Cyndi and Monty, but as far as being ready to have someone over for dinner, the old mother wasn't sure. Still, she had sent a letter to Monty, asking how he'd feel about having weekly dinners. Cyndi and Ava had already had their catch ups and continued to do so, but with Monty having been so close to the investigation, it had taken awhile for Ava to digest everything that had happened. And losing a child was something one never got over.
Braxton had been great, offering to look after her children for the night, and every Thursday night should tonight go well. Ava assumed he was just happy she seemed to be getting back on her feet again. She, at least, hoped that she was. She had set the table, two places and two glasses, the chicken still in the oven, keeping warm. As the doorbell rang, Ava smoothed out her dress, before taking a deep breath and going to greet her guest.
Braxton had been great, offering to look after her children for the night, and every Thursday night should tonight go well. Ava assumed he was just happy she seemed to be getting back on her feet again. She, at least, hoped that she was. She had set the table, two places and two glasses, the chicken still in the oven, keeping warm. As the doorbell rang, Ava smoothed out her dress, before taking a deep breath and going to greet her guest.