29. Not Much Of A Smiler.

Meghan wore a happy face at work that morning. A smile almost as bright as the morning sun. She walked with a steady gait that showed confidence in the most non vocal ways comfortably. Her stride could be seen by everyone. She looked even more regal than she had ever been. And this was someone that, on a normal day, looked like a gracious goddess. Today she seemed to wear the heavens around her head like a crown so everybody could see it and admire her.

"Good morning," she greeted everybody she met along the way in the hallway. And they'd greet her as well. Who would not like a beautiful woman with a smile on her face talking to them? Certainly not the men she greeted on her way there.

"Good morning, Meghan," they'd say back, wondering what might have happened to her, as long as they could tell, Meghan was not much of a smiler. Or rather they had not seen her that happy in such a long time.

Her mom and sister were in the office where she opened the door like a butterfly flying out of