<strong>Vivienne Jones</strong><br/><br/>She was more excited than she should have been about seeing her sister in law and she knew it, but that didn't mean she could help it. Viv had rushed home so she could dress in something a little more appropriate for Sunday brunch with her brother, the Reverend. He always had disapproved of half the things she wore, especially when they'd been in school and she had all of his friends chasing after her. He never knew that his best friend had been the one to deflower his younger sister and she liked to keep it that way.<br/><br/>Yes, she had lived a slightly wild life before she got knocked up. Hell, she didn't exactly know who Jayden's father was...she had an opinion, but had never wanted to test that little theory out in case she turned out to be wrong. She would have to be enough for her little boy, maybe one day she would fall in love and finally have a father for her son, but who would ever want to end up with a whore? Vivienne had had boyfriends, well potential boyfriends, but they' all somehow ended up at the Gulch and and saw that she worked there so that started the beginning of the end. Damn hypocrites, that's all they were, it's fine for them to come pay for sex but once they found out that she was one of the women who got paid for it....they ignored her.<br/><br/>She had opted to wear a light pink dress that came down to right at her knees and was cut a little low, a bit of cleavage would be showing but not enough to make that 'tsk tsk tsk' look appear on her brother's face. She paired light pink flats with the dress and let her hair dry naturally so it would be in loose waves. No makeup, for now, when she got home to get ready for dinner, that's when she'd put some on.<br/><br/>She dressed Jayden in jeans and an orange long-sleeved shirt before heading over to Vince and Katie's house. Incidentally, she lived only a couple of houses from them and they waited on the front porch for someone to get home. Yes, she had a key, but she wasn't going to just walk inside an act like she owned the place. They could wait and she smiled as Jayden made his way to the slightly weathered swing set in their front yard. Vivienne knew it could be a while so she lit up a cigarette, hoping to God that her brother wouldn't pull up while she was smoking. He had never approved of that certain vice.