I couldn't believe it was already my birthday. Thirty-five wasn't so bad, especially since my petite frame and energetic personality often had people guessing I was in my twenties. My short blonde hair was freshly cut, and I was feeling good in my favorite blue dress as I drove to Morgan's house. Morgan had been my friend for years. She was gorgeous tall with flowing brown hair, an hourglass figure that she maintained through religious dedication to yoga, and a smile that could light up a room...   Read