Donna clutched the pink cordless phone to her chest, listening to the tone for a moment before putting it back into its cradle. She turned to face her husband who was idly flicking through the TV channels.
"Is she coming?" David asked, looking up at his wife's worried face.
"I don't know, I think she might. Do you think I did the right thing inviting her?"
"Baby we went over this at the time, you couldn't not invite her, she'd of found out about it anyway. Besides you two are friends." David stroked his wife's blonde hair hoping to soothe away her troubles.
"Do you think I should tell Dylan and Kelly that she might be there?" Donna's brain had leapt from one problem to another.
"No, Donna it's not your responsibility to worry about everyone else's past and present relationships. If Brenda threatens Dylan and Kelly, then that's their issue, not yours, bottom line is Brenda and Dylan dated in another lifetime, this isn't high school anymore. I'm sure everyone can behave like adults for one night." David loved the way Donna looked out for all their friends but the Brenda/Dylan/Kelly issue had been going on forever and it was starting to drive him mad.
"You're right, I know you're right, but maybe I should just call Kelly." Donna's hand reached for the phone and at the same time David put his arm around her waist and whirled her into the middle of the room. Kissing the top of her head and stroking her back he murmured in her ear. "I know something that'll take your mind off of all of them."
Donna giggled and tried to wriggle free of him before giving into the inevitable and letting David lead her upstairs to their bedroom.