It was the day before the pool party. I took the day off to help Marcie with getting some of the stuff. Well, that was the plan anyway. I looked outside after making my coffee and saw Wes in front of the bag. I slipped on a pair of slip-on shoes before I walked outside. I watched him as he kept hitting the bag. He was getting better with picking a focal point like I showed him before. It was a bit before he stopped, breathing heavily.
"What is it this time?" I asked.
He looked at me before he relented.
"Just the usual nerves. I am not ready for tomorrow."
"It's just a pool party," I responded.
"Not really. It is more of the party part."
"Is she going overboard?"
"Just a bit. I mean all I did was mentioned having a few folks over to hang out. Then it became a big production."
I looked at him and smiled.
"What?" he asked.
"How long have you and Aubrey dated?"
"Since a few weeks after she broke up with that last guy. A few weeks before he popped into the New Year's party. Why?"
"Have I told her how she planned for my late wife's bachelorette party?"
Wes looked at me.
"She overdid it, didn't she?"
I laughed.
"Aubrey has many strong points. The big thing is when she is passionate about something, or someone, she puts all her energy into it."
"I should have saw it with the redecorating."