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STAR Dinner has been amazing, and we are now lounging on couches, telling stories, Anne-Marie and Mary-Beth have returned to their covens to prepare their people for our trip to Greece, but promise to come back for the wedding. They have only been here a few days, but I miss their presence. The girls and I had been talking to my grandmother for the last hour about the wedding, and the dress of course. Amanda was still upset about the veil, she was describing how it looked as my mum had walked down the aisle. Mamo clapped her hands, and shouted across the room, “BLAIR MY FAVOURITE ALMOST GRANDSON, COME TO MAMO!” He sauntered over his eyes, darting towards my friend. I have noticed the glances he keeps sending to Suzie, and the looks she keeps giving him, mmm, interesting, h we are st