A/N: I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update this story.
"I'm sorry, I can't come in today. You can handle the office yourself." Angela laughed stiffly. "That's why I made you executive vice president." Angela said into the phone and then sighed. She had enough stress today without the vice president of her advertising agency calling every five minutes. Mona walked into the living room. Angela looked at her.
"Mother, why aren't you at work?" Angela asked. Mona stared at her.
"My daughter is getting married and took the day off to look for wedding dresses and I thought I would go with her." Mona stated plainly. Angela's eyes lit up.
"Oh mother," she said softly. "You really want to go with me?" Mona squeezed Angela's hand between both of hers.
"You're my baby Angela. I wouldn't miss it for the world." Angela smiled and sighed. Then she sat on the couch.
"I can't believe I'm going to be a grandmother." Just then, Jonathan walked through the front door.
"Jonathan!" Mona scolded. He looked at her very confused.
"What Grandma?" Jonathan asked. Angela looked between her mother and her son.
"Mother! Not Jonathan! I was referring to Hank and Samantha." She exasperated and Mona laughed.
"I know that Angela. They stopped by my apartment before they came to see you and Tony." Then the phone rang. Jonathan rushed over to answer it.
"Hello? Hank? Sure." Jonathan handed Angela the phone. "He wants to talk to you. It's about Sam." Angela and Mona looked at each other as Jonathan handed her the phone. Her hand shook.
"Yes." She tried to stop her voice from quivering.
"Samantha wanted me to call and tell you that she won't be able to go with you today. She's really sick. She's been throwing up for hours." Hank said. Angela could tell from his voice of voice that he was scared. She laughed.
"That's alright Hank. Thanks for calling and don't worry about Sam. She'll be just fine. I remember the feeling well." Angela responded.
"Okay, well I better let you go. Bye Angela." She laughed again.
"Bye Hank." She said and then hung up. "Sam's fine." She said to Jonathan and Mona.
"Oh I'm glad." Jonathan stated. Mona and Angela both looked at him.
"Why aren't you in school?" Angela asked. Jonathan shrugged.
"If you don't get to class right now I'll make you wish you had!" Mona exclaimed.
"Alright." Jonathan replied and walked out the front door. Angela laid her head on Mona's shoulder.
"It's good to have you back Mother." Angela said.
"I only took a two week vacation. I went to Ft. Lauderdale." Angela looked at her.
"You aren't a college student mother."
"I know." Mona smiled.
Angela and Mona were in a bridal shop in downtown Fairfield. Angela had tried on about twelve dresses already and every time there was something about it that she or Mona didn't care for so she didn't get it. Right now she was wearing a beautiful floor length white gown. It was off the shoulders with lace sleeves. She turned to face Mona.
"Mother?" Mona smiled. She walked over to Angela and hugged her daughter.
"I love it. And I know Tony will love it." Mona replied. "How do you feel about it?" Angela wrinkled her nose.
"I don't know. I'm not sure if I should wear the white. It is my second marriage."
"Oh give it up Angela." Mona replied. Then she paused. "I think it's wonderful. You are really going to shine. Let it shine Angela. Give 'em all you got." Angela's eyes got misty.
"Thank you mother." She replied softly. In most of Angela's life she and Mona never got along as well as they have in the last several months. Her marriage to Tony really was bringing their family closer. They were finally going to have the family they always wanted; that they always were. Tony and Angela were going to be married. Jonathan's going to college, Samantha's married and starting a family of her own and that frees up Mona to do all the things she loves to do. Now, if they could just get through the wedding and the birth of the new Micelli grandchild.