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"I'll have to put the top on for tomorrow night," she said, "or my hair will be a wreck before we even reach the party."

As they pulled up in front of the little yellow house, Dennis greeted them from the porch swing.

"I was waiting for you guys to get back," he said, with a wide grin. "I hear congratulations are in order!"

"That's a little premature," laughed Abby, getting out and picking up the tuxedo box. "They haven't actually offered the job to me, yet."

"They will," replied Dennis, confidently. "They'd be crazy not to!"

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" invited Abby.

"I don't want to impose," hesitated Dennis, taking a sideways glance at Jake.

"Nonsense," replied Abby, as the small party went inside.

In the living room, Abby pressed the button on her answering machine and kicked off her shoes before going to her room to change out of her work clothes.

"Just make yourself at home," she called back to their guest.

Dennis took a seat on the couch while Jake picked up the shoes that Abby had left on the floor. Beep! went the answering machine, as it played back a message.

"Abby, are you there?" asked the voice on the machine. "It's Uncle Terry. Come over when you get home."

Even from her room, Abby heard the serious tone in his voice. Without a word, she quickly finished dressing and ran across the way to her parents' house, with Jake and Dennis in tow. Abby found her mother making dinner in the kitchen, while John and Terry were putting in some late hours in their office.

"What's the matter?" Abby asked Izumi in alarm. "What's going on?"

"Nothing's wrong," answered the woman, puzzled by her daughter's behavior.

Hearing the urgent sounding voices in the living room, John and Terry came from the office down the hallway.

"What's wrong?" asked the father.

"Uncle Terry left a message on my machine to come here after work," explained Abby. "It sounded urgent."

"I didn't mean to frighten you, Sweetheart," apologized Uncle Terry, suddenly realizing what all the excitement was about. "Your mother had a call from Mrs. Greene, today."

"Tyler's mom?" asked Abby. "What did she want?"

"Tyler will be leaving for college at the end of this month," related Izumi.

"Is that what all this fuss is about?" she laughed, as Jake took a seat nearby. "We've known this for months!"

"Mrs. Greene called to invite us to Tyler's wedding," Izumi soberly explained. "It's taking place before he leaves. She didn't have time to send out invitations, so she's calling everyone, instead."

The news stunned Abby. Her lighthearted smile vanished, while she tried to take in what her mother had just said. She could feel everyone in the room waiting to see what her reaction would be.

"Who is it?" asked Abby.

"Jane," answered her mother.

"Jane Parker?" repeated the young woman in surprise. "Miss I'll-never-touch-a-dead-fish-as-long-as-I-live, Parker? What is Tyler thinking! She can't even fly fish!"

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