Snippet #1806467

Deliah stepped out of the Delahaye 135 convertible, her brand new luxurious car her father had bought her. The town had changed quite alot, but it was still her beautiful Bedford Falls. The town looked very all-American, and it always had looked that way. Deliah smiled grabbed her bags, walking towards her home.

Her new yellow dress blew in the wind, and her red hair was a mess, but that didn't matter to her, espicially not right then. She was running to her home, full of joy and excitment she had not felt since she was a child.

When she finally arrived at the house, she ran inside excitedly, slamming the door behind her. "I'm home!" she squeeled, dropping her bags and smiling at the picture on the wall above the flowers that looked freshly picked. The aroma of fresh baked bread filled the house.

Her father embraced her, followed by Chantry, and then her mother. She kissed her father's cheek and smiled at everyone. "You look great, Daddy," she whispered, holding his wrinkly hands and trying not to cry. Deliah was not a very emotional person, but seeing her father like that was not what she was used too.

Chantry walked back in, holding his new daughter, Cindy. "Oh, she's beautiful!" Deliah exclaimed, rushing to her. And she was. For Deliah, it was hard to believe that she had come from Chantry. Cindy was crying loudly. Deliah took her out of his arms and held her, Cindy smiling right at her.

"She already likes me better," said Deliah, smirking.