So last week had
pretty much sucked. What with the
fighting and
the disappearing and
the dramatic gestures and
filling people in.
But ultimately they'd won. People
returned. And there was
celebrating and
breakfast.
Returning to Roswell and finding everything the way it was supposed to be had been a relief. Finding out all her exams were over when she'd returned the Las Vegas a day later had been an even bigger relief in some ways. It meant she had more time to focus on catching up with all the holiday planning that had been disrupted by the world almost ending.
Three days later, after a massive online shopping spree and an afternoon spent decorating the apartment, Isabel was willing to admit she'd caught up as best she could and that it was time to relax.
With a bridal magazine.
Beware the OCD organizer girl on a mission.