![]() ![]() She blew an errant strand of auburn hair out of her face and tried smoothing it back into the knot at the base of her neck. After she fixed it, her fingertips smoothed over the pale pink tablecloth adorned with refreshments and colorfully wrapped presents for the upcoming arrival. Cocking her head, she noticed the It’s a Girl banner was hanging slightly to the left. Of course when it came to selling the image any mother-to-be would want in a baby shower, her position at one of the premiere advertising agencies in Atlanta helped a lot. ![]() She was especially proud of herself considering decorating and party planning weren’t exactly her forte. Somehow she had managed to perform an almost miraculous undertaking of transforming the dingy 4th floor conference room into an exquisite pink dream. A brief smile of satisfaction flickered on her face. ![]() Emma Harrison stood back to admire her hard work. ![]()
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