In Palm Beach. My last night in Florida.
I was envisioning a large friendly group, especially when Peggy said it was just a Red and White Ball so that people wouldn't wear blue jeans. Also, we hadn't had supper, and I was hoping for a buffet.
Meanwhile, we had rejected the hotel we had picked on line, so I was still in shorts. Joe was waiting in the car while I checked out the scene and where we might change.
A nice room, but only a few people were there, and Peggy had on a sculptured red short ball gown with her white hair. Perhaps she was going to be on show at 8 PM. No food. A ladies room to change in.
So I gave up.
For Peggy's sake, I hope more people showed up.
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