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dressing room watching Sarah prance around in her wedding gown. The dress was mermaid style with beautiful lacing and embroidery. The slim peach colored wedding dress definitely defined Sarah's slim shape very well, hugging those delicate slim curves that Callie knew she'd never have.
She may have lost weight but she was far from being model slim like her sisters and mother. Oddly Callie was content with that. She was comfortable with her new body. She may not be stick skinny but her soft voluptuous curves (as Abel had called them) suited her just fine. She may be still twenty-five pounds overweight but she carried it well.
"I feel bloated in this," Sarah complained.
"You look beautiful," their mother, dressed in a slim green suit told her.
Sarah studied herself in the long mirror and frowned. "Maybe I should have went with the other dress, Mother."
"Nonsense, Sarah. This dress was made to be worn by you."
Exactly, Callie thought dryly. The ten thousand dollar dress was designed just for Sarah on her big day.
"Gregory hasn't seen it yet," Sarah went on. "You think he'll like it?"
"He'll love it, Sarah," Hannah gushed beside Callie. "You look like a fairy tale princess."
Sarah beamed at herself in the mirror, completely eating up the compliments. "And you look like a pretty doll in your bridesmaid dress, Hannah."
Hannah stood and cried with a grin. Callie admired her middle sister, agreeing that she did look like a perfect doll in that peach colored strapless dress with the flared out skirt. Hannah looked like a ballerina princess doll.
"Stand up, Callie," their mother said. She turned to Callie and studied her youngest daughter as she stood. "You've lost some weight, I admit-"
"But she could have lost a little more," Sarah jumped in with a shake of her head. "She's the only one who's dress we had to alter bigger."
"Actually," Hannah began, "I think Callie looks sweet."
Callie blinked, surprised at her sister's defense. "I do?"
Hannah nodded. "I think so. I like the way you look in our bridesmaid gown. You look soft and..." Hannah thought about it, "angelic."
Sarah let out an unladylike snort. "Really, Hannah. Our Callie? Angelic?"
"I agree," Mrs. Picket said, "Callie has a new look about her that's appealing enough."
Callie stared at her mother. She couldn't have been more surprised! After spending so many days in her mother's company, this was the first time the older women let her approval known.
"She still has no date, mother," Sarah huffed. "She'll be the only bridesmaid with no date."
"I have a date," Callie glared at her sister. "He'll be flying in tomorrow before the wedding. His name is Abel."
"Is he dreamy?" Hannah wanted to know. "Like that dream-boat Chris. What happened to him anyway? Why isn't he your date?"
Callie felt her heart squeeze. A familiar feeling for sure. "We...we just didn't work out."
"Oh Callie," Hannah said sympathetically. "I'm sorry."
"Well then it's his loss," their mother surprised them yet again by saying. "He probably wasn't good enough for you, dear." Mrs. Picket turned. "Now out those dresses, ladies. We have a big day tomorrow and there's still so much to get done."
Callie watched her mother help Sarah out her dress, awed at her mother's words. They had been so nice and...motherly. What on earth had gotten into her?
"Don't pay any attention to Sarah," Hannah whispered to her with a wink. "I really do think you look fabulous."
Callie smiled. "Thank you, Hannah."
"And I can't wait to meet your date tomorrow."
Callie nodded and caught her reflection in the mirror. Studying the soft peach colored dress identical to Hannah's, even she had to admit that she looked her best. She couldn't help but wonder what Chris would think if he saw her in it.
But he won't be seeing you in it, she told herself. Because he doesn't want to have anything to do with a liar like you.
She had waited nearly two weeks for Chris, hoping he'd come for her and now...now it's probably time
She may have lost weight but she was far from being model slim like her sisters and mother. Oddly Callie was content with that. She was comfortable with her new body. She may not be stick skinny but her soft voluptuous curves (as Abel had called them) suited her just fine. She may be still twenty-five pounds overweight but she carried it well.
"I feel bloated in this," Sarah complained.
"You look beautiful," their mother, dressed in a slim green suit told her.
Sarah studied herself in the long mirror and frowned. "Maybe I should have went with the other dress, Mother."
"Nonsense, Sarah. This dress was made to be worn by you."
Exactly, Callie thought dryly. The ten thousand dollar dress was designed just for Sarah on her big day.
"Gregory hasn't seen it yet," Sarah went on. "You think he'll like it?"
"He'll love it, Sarah," Hannah gushed beside Callie. "You look like a fairy tale princess."
Sarah beamed at herself in the mirror, completely eating up the compliments. "And you look like a pretty doll in your bridesmaid dress, Hannah."
Hannah stood and cried with a grin. Callie admired her middle sister, agreeing that she did look like a perfect doll in that peach colored strapless dress with the flared out skirt. Hannah looked like a ballerina princess doll.
"Stand up, Callie," their mother said. She turned to Callie and studied her youngest daughter as she stood. "You've lost some weight, I admit-"
"But she could have lost a little more," Sarah jumped in with a shake of her head. "She's the only one who's dress we had to alter bigger."
"Actually," Hannah began, "I think Callie looks sweet."
Callie blinked, surprised at her sister's defense. "I do?"
Hannah nodded. "I think so. I like the way you look in our bridesmaid gown. You look soft and..." Hannah thought about it, "angelic."
Sarah let out an unladylike snort. "Really, Hannah. Our Callie? Angelic?"
"I agree," Mrs. Picket said, "Callie has a new look about her that's appealing enough."
Callie stared at her mother. She couldn't have been more surprised! After spending so many days in her mother's company, this was the first time the older women let her approval known.
"She still has no date, mother," Sarah huffed. "She'll be the only bridesmaid with no date."
"I have a date," Callie glared at her sister. "He'll be flying in tomorrow before the wedding. His name is Abel."
"Is he dreamy?" Hannah wanted to know. "Like that dream-boat Chris. What happened to him anyway? Why isn't he your date?"
Callie felt her heart squeeze. A familiar feeling for sure. "We...we just didn't work out."
"Oh Callie," Hannah said sympathetically. "I'm sorry."
"Well then it's his loss," their mother surprised them yet again by saying. "He probably wasn't good enough for you, dear." Mrs. Picket turned. "Now out those dresses, ladies. We have a big day tomorrow and there's still so much to get done."
Callie watched her mother help Sarah out her dress, awed at her mother's words. They had been so nice and...motherly. What on earth had gotten into her?
"Don't pay any attention to Sarah," Hannah whispered to her with a wink. "I really do think you look fabulous."
Callie smiled. "Thank you, Hannah."
"And I can't wait to meet your date tomorrow."
Callie nodded and caught her reflection in the mirror. Studying the soft peach colored dress identical to Hannah's, even she had to admit that she looked her best. She couldn't help but wonder what Chris would think if he saw her in it.
But he won't be seeing you in it, she told herself. Because he doesn't want to have anything to do with a liar like you.
She had waited nearly two weeks for Chris, hoping he'd come for her and now...now it's probably time
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