Hey everyone, this is my first fanfic, so please give me lots of reviews, both good and bad. This is a story about Martha and her niece, Keisha, who I am assured exists. If anyone knows how old she should be, please tell me. Hope people like it.
"I really think we should ask Toby and Shona. They'd be so disappointed to hear you'd held a party without them."
"But if we ask them…" Keisha tuned out from the droning of her mother and grandmother. They'd been planning this party for weeks now, years even. Keisha's party had been much easier. For her turning-eight party a month earlier, she'd invited her friends and they'd come. That had been all.
"But if you ask Martha, she won't know anyone. She's been so wrapped up in this degree of hers, I've barely seen her for weeks." That was Gran. Keisha hoped her Aunt Martha would come. She never ignored Keisha like some of Mother's other friends did.
"Oh, I'll just tell her to bring a friend or two, it'll be fine", replied Mother.
"It will not be fine! You know full well she'll just bring that excruciating doctor friend of hers." That sounded interesting. Keisha wasn't quite sure what excrusheateing meant, but it sounded good. Please Mother, let him come.
"If that's who she wants to bring then let him come. I'm not excluding my own sister."
Yes!
"Well it's your party. I'm sure there's something odd about him though. Look at the way Joanie reacted to him…" The talk then drifted back to such fascinating matters as whether Joanie would wear that ghastly turquoise dress again.
"If that woman would only use the sense she was born with. Now, if it were you…"
However, Keisha remained with the much more boring topic of what was so odd about Aunt Martha's friend? She wondered why Aunt Martha liked him when Gran so clearly did not.