Last month John and I were guests at an elegant wedding reception. The venue was an estate designed after a French Chateau. The menu was amazing. I would have been content with nothing but the creamy potatoes. But there were crisp salads, salmon, and of course cake. I never laid eyes on the cook herself but the band of servers in black and white stood poised to offer more wine, and to clear plates. One young lady smiled when she caught my eyes.

"More water?"

She lives not far from me, and her smile is indeed as sweet as cream cheese frosting. We both knew that she was here to serve, to earn money for college next year. Honest work, well done. 

A few weeks back I was driving the girls home from dance when Aurelle spoke.

"I got asked to the Jr. Sr. prom."

My head snapped around and the car swerved.

"Whaaaat?" They are only freshman, and since boys outnumber girls in their class two to one, I was not prepared for the news. "That is exciting!!!"

"I did too," Hope added. I reluctantly kept my eyes on the road while they told me about it.

The next week we headed to a trendy consignment store, and I plunked myself down on an ottoman. It would probably be awhile. The twins checked in with me every so often but I have never been their go to fashion consultant. They have older sisters for that. I texted one. It only took a few seconds for her to respond.

"Dress shopping? Send a picture." 

We went home with two gowns they were happy with and they began the hunt for shoes. They could borrow, or check out the local thrift store. 

On the night of the prom a clutch of parents showed up at the very same estate to create a splendid evening for our kids. I arrived in black, ready to follow instructions. It gave me a chance to enjoy the young people close up, and to mingle among them with the camouflage of an appetizer tray. Then I saw her. 

The same young lady who had poured water for me looked beautiful with her hair up and a swishing skirt. She smiled. This time it was her night to feel like royalty. 

In that moment there was nothing I would rather do than fill her water glass.