Blissful ignorance

The next day, which was Taylor’s friend’s birthday, dawned bright and early. The presents for Taylor’s friend, which Ryan had arranged for to be delivered to the hotel that morning arrived, all boxed and wrapped in pretty pink gift wrappers. Taylor had insisted that the gifts be wrapped in pink wrappers because pink was Emma’s favorite color. Taylor was still asleep when they were delivered, so Ryan had them stuffed in the trunk of the car that he had rented, hardly able to believe that he was actually pulling all this off. He guessed having more money than you knew what to do with was not bad at all. Finally, he had to wake Taylor up to have breakfast and take her bath, if not, she would probably have slept till noon, and he didn’t want her to be late for her friend’s party.

“Good morning, dad. Are we going to grandpa’s house today?” She asked as soon as she woke up.

“Yes, honey. Come on, we have to bathe and dress you up so we won’t be late. They’re waiting for us. I’ll call for bre