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Mary-Lou and her reveal party

Soft candlelight illuminated from the front door of the gorgeous 1940's tudor cottage, right through to the back garden where fairy lights took over to fill the smallish space with a magical and inviting glow.

The home was substantial in size and had been in the Squire family for generations. Recent refurbishment had taken place in abundance, but Mary-Lou made sure her adjustments, as she liked to call them, would not cause too much controversy among the family when they viewed it for the first time tonight. Since inheriting the cottage over a year ago, Mary-Lou wanted to fill her new home with a touch or two of her own personality rather than the continuation from ghosts of the past.

The kitchen had be redone in more modern tones and opened up to make the space more useful for a girl who loved to cook and create. The generosity of the pantry was now more to her liking but sure to have her mother frowning with disapproval in taking away the history of what had been before.

Mary- Lou was nervous and excited about tonight's reveal party and made sure that it was going to be a small collection of immediate and close friends that would gather to help her celebrate.

Her first guests arrived shortly after the 7pm start time and were stunned at what Mary-Lou had done with the place. They were full of compliments and some of them even asked her for her interior designers number they were so impressed.

By the time family came, Mary-Lou was feeling full of pride and light heartedness, feeling like the night was going to be a celebration to remember.

However the arrival of her parents turned the the joy into horror when upon entering the house, and more so the kitchen, her mother's face turned a stony shade of grey, her eyes widened in what could only be interpreted as disgust and before anyone could even blink, she dropped stone dead to the cobbled kitched floor of a heart attack.