While he pounded away, she remembered how she'd blushed, when she saw her reflection in the bathroom mirror after shaving. She'd felt, (and looked!), ...like a twelve year old, dressed in nothing but that damn choker.She didn't know exactly why she'd shaved, except that it had something to do with sex. As she reached up to remove it, Maggie noticed again how much she resembled the profile of the woman on the cameo. It had belonged to her multiple great grandmother, but was old even then. Her last. ? Is it Martin's?" Eimile asked tentatively."Of course it's Martin's!" Niamh hissed as her face clouded up."Oh, well, that explains it, then," Shauna said looking at Eimile who nodded back. Suddenly they both squealed and raced over to Niamh wrapping her up in their arms and jumping up and down."How long?" How do ya feel" Do ya know what it is?" How did this happen?"The rapid fire questions being shouted were making me dizzy and I wasn't even the one they were directed at.Niamh just placidly. He had always been a strong man who had taken care of her when she needed it the most. Now at the age of 65 and mourning the death of his wife, Adam White looked like such a fragile, sad man who would need to help of his grandaughter for a while.Adam could not get over how beautiful his grandaugther had grown up to be. She was no longer the little girl who needed his protection, but she's the beautiful and sexy young woman now. There had been several instances where he had to remind himself. Blinking up in surprise, the red-haired woman nearly guffawed."Boston?!" Seeing the man smile… Probably the first she ever saw him do that, she recognised the mannerisms and Brooklyn accent of the former trapeze artist turned ghost using her friend’s body to interact with the party around them."Yup, ol Bats let me borrow his body fer the occasion, so long as I don't do nuthin stupid with'it." Oooh, stay right here!" Barbara asked, wringing her hands together and bending at the knees to reach.