Undercover Justice

Undercover Justice by Laura DeLanoy

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going to whatever dinner was scheduled for tonight; I thought I might as well go look for them now.
    Walking into the backyard, I saw my parents standing arm in arm admiring the dirt in the vegetable garden. It looked like my dad had just gotten done tilling the ground with the rotatiller. Shaking my head and smiling, I walked over to them. They were the only ones I knew who could look at freshly tilled black dirt and find it beautiful.
    “Hi Mom, Hi Dad!” Giving them both a hug, I quickly voiced my thoughts on dinner.
    “Now, Nora,” my mom began, before she got a look at my eye.
    “What happened to your eye?” she exclaimed.
    “I wasn’t paying attention and a stray football bounced off my eye. I’m fine, it doesn’t even hurt anymore. Do we have to go tonight?”
    I knew there was no getting out of it. “You know it is important that we attend every function. We are a prominent part of this community and need to act like it. That means showing our support for Judge Freeman and his retirement. He has been a long time friend of your father’s and it is only right that we attend.”
    “I know,” I said, “I just don’t feel like going out tonight.”
    “Cheer up,” my dad said hopefully, “Maybe that Gordon boy will be there. Now that is a nice family. ”
    Inwardly groaning, I said as casually as I could, “I don’t care if he’s there, dad. I’m not really that into him anymore,” My dad thought that because he now played golf with Tyler’s dad every Monday night, that Tyler must be as great as his father was.
    “Why not, did something happen?” my dad demanded. “I am sure it was just a misunderstanding. You have been hinting that you might go to prom with him. I think he would be good for you. Maybe tonight you will be able to work out whatever happened between you two.”
    Me fix it? How was I going to do that, when he was probably taking another girl instead? I didn’t realize that my dad liked him so much. If he really knew Tyler, I don’t think he would approve quite so much.
    “You better go get ready dear,” my mother said dusting off her hands. “We all better. Right Jack?”
    Agreeing, he turned my mother around, keeping her arm still linked with his, and strolled back up to the house, pausing every now and then to admire a new bloom in their vast flower beds as they went.
    Following them in, I headed up to my room and flopped down on my bed. What was I going to do? I could either refuse to go and hide in my room like a coward, or I could get up, find a great dress and go have a nice time. Deciding I needed a little help in the confidence department, I closed my eyes and prayed: Dear Lord, you have been so kind and gracious to me. Please continue to give me the courage and the strength to be the woman you want me to me. Help me hold my head up high and to be a witness to your unfailing grace. Also, Lord, I want to ask for your guidance with someone new you brought into my life. Jed Greyson. I like him Lord. Please show me how to get to know him better that would be pleasing to you. If it is your will. In your name I pray. Amen.
    Feeling better and more assured of myself, I rolled off my bed and opened my closet door and started sorting through all my dresses.
    Finding a peach colored form flattering dress with opened shoulders and long flowing sleeves, I pulled it out. The color matched my skin tone flawlessly and the material was very comfortable. I always get many complements when I wear it.
    I applied myself to my makeup and hair and was ready in a reasonable amount of time. Coming out of my bedroom, I met Kent in the hallway coming out of his.
    “You look good, sis.”
    “Thanks, you too.” Kent did look nice tonight in his tailor made suit.
    “Do you think the Mayor will be there?”
    “Probably, it is an election year, so he must keep up appearances.”
    “Maybe we can ask him more questions about the conference rooms.”
    “That’s a good idea, maybe if he’s

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