I think the fact, of having a party to plan kept my mother occupied, and her mind of my dad

I think the fact, of having a party to plan kept my mother occupied, and her mind of my dad. The cost was virtually nothing, since my dad in his will, put aside money for my Sweet Sixteen, just incase something like this happened. Thanks, Dad.

"Abby! C'mon, the limo is going to be here any minute!" My mother called out as she ran up the stairs to see me sitting at my vanity, fixing my make-up as she laughed, coming up behind me she placed her hands on my shoulder.

"Abigail Jane, I swear, how much many did we just spend on getting your hair and make-up done?" She said as she turned to look at me, I couldn't help but smile, my mother was trying hard to put on a brave face, we all knew that.

"He would have been proud of you." She said kissing my forehead before she got up and gestured to the door, I looked at the clock hanging over my door, we really did need to get going.

I wasn't exactly aware why 300 people were coming to my party, I didn't have that many friends, and I certainly didn't know that many people. But my mother insisted, and the fact that we spent more money than we have, appealed to many of the people.

I ran down the stairs and jumped in the limo, as it soon made its rounds to all five of my friends house; Ashley, Kathleen, Mariah, Erin, and Breanna. We were all in the car, driving around town, the music blasting, like we only had so much time left.

"Ah, look what I scored." Ashley said standing up on the seat, pulling a bag of vodka from her bag. "I swear my mother is so oblivious to the world around her." She said laughing a bit as we passed the bottle around.

"Happy sweet sixteen Abby J." They all toasted, and I was starting to think, that this night was going to get better… I really hoped it was.