My eyes quickly darted up to our mother. I never really looked at her in detail either, but she is where Kelly gets most of her charms. She possessed many of the fair traits of both her Irish and Japanese lineage. Deep and dark red hair she kept cut just below her shoulders. Green, almond shaped eyes with a fair complexion and rosy cheeks, though that may have been the wine. To be honest, she'd be perfect.
"Oh that would be so awesome Mom! Please! It's just a couple dresses and swimsuits!" Kelly pleaded.
"Swimsuits, nice!" I joked.
"Jason!" Mom glared at me.
"Hey, don't mind me. I'm just the photographer." I laughed. "I'm sure they're not bad anyway, Mom. It's not like your daughter's been spending hours on end crafting bikinis."
Kelly appeared to shrink in her chair as silence filled
