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Authors: Brenda Barrett
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a guy who cannot read.
Anyway, I am going now. I have to do something to my hair and find something to wear. What does one wear to a wedding that's not really going to end up to be a real marriage?
I don't know. Maybe later I'll tell you how it went.
*****
Brigid came in Sonia's new Mercedes to pick her up. The sky was overcast and she felt a drop of rain on her hand before she got into the car.
"Hey, you look nice in pale peach," Brigid said, grinning. "You are putting me to shame. I reasoned that since it's a hole in the corner wedding I shouldn't dress up, but here you are showing me up. In designer wear, too."
Della grinned. Brigid was in a light blue dress that highlighted her slim yet curvaceous shape. Her hair was out in twists that were freshly done. She was almost sitting on her hair ends. Della did not by any stretch of the imagination look better than Brigid.
"Okay, we go to pick up Caitlin and then over to Hazel's," Brigid said. "I am almost afraid of driving Sonia's new car."
"It's nice," Della signed.
"I think she lent it to me to show me what I am missing out on by not participating in her escort business." Brigid sighed. "I wish she were a real mother."
Della nodded.
They drove through the almost empty streets of Half Way Tree and stopped at Caitlin's apartment in the Golden Triangle area.
Caitlin was already standing at the gate when they approached. She was in a figure-hugging light green dress. She got in the car in a huff. "I shouldn't be endorsing this wedding."
Brigid chortled. "But yet here we are, all of us in pastel colors, like we are wanna-be bridesmaids. Remember how Hazel said she wanted us to wear pastel shades when she was detailing her imaginary wedding for us?"
"Life doesn't always turn out the way we plan it," Della signed. "Hazel is doing the best she can with the opportunity she has."
"True," Caitlin said from the back seat, "but I am very uncomfortable with her decision."
Brigid drove toward St. Andrew hills. The farther up she drove the prettier and more exclusive the neighborhoods became.
"But look on the bright side," Brigid said in the silence. "Hazel will be rich."
Caitlin chuckled. "Yes, she will be. Not bad for a twenty-one year old orphan from Magnolia House, I must admit."
"And if the old man kicks the bucket soon, holy guacamole," Brigid laughed. "Hazel will probably be richer than Patricia. Isn't the old man like an oil tycoon or something? We will have a rich sister."
"The love of money is the root of all evil," Caitlin intoned. "You love money too much, Brigid Manderson."
"No, I don't," Brigid said, turning into the cul-de-sac where the exclusive townhouses were. "I just like what money can do for me. Like pay my way through med school. I want to be a doctor so badly."
"We know," Caitlin said. "Just wait on the Lord. He'll work out a way for you."
"Yes ma'am," Brigid said, only half-convinced. She drove through the gate after the security guard verified who they were.
"Let's get this party started," Della signed as she got out of the car.
*****
The ceremony took place by the poolside under a canopy. Mr. Baron was in a wheelchair, his grey hair was slicked back and he had a twinkle in his faded, watery blue eyes. He looked a little healthier and happier than normal.
Della wondered if this was the lease on life that he needed. Hazel was in a halter back white dress which flattered her shape and made her look prettier than usual.
"At least she looks good," Kenzy whispered to Della. "But for heaven's sake, couldn't one of you talk her out of this?"
"Shut it," Caitlin hissed. "You are her best friend. She ran away from Magnolia House to stay with you and you brought her back pregnant and without six months of her memory. You are the reason why she is marrying this old guy. It's all you, Kenzy. She rebelled with you and now she is marrying to get back Sebastian.
"You know something about Sebastian's father and what went on in those
Anyway, I am going now. I have to do something to my hair and find something to wear. What does one wear to a wedding that's not really going to end up to be a real marriage?
I don't know. Maybe later I'll tell you how it went.
*****
Brigid came in Sonia's new Mercedes to pick her up. The sky was overcast and she felt a drop of rain on her hand before she got into the car.
"Hey, you look nice in pale peach," Brigid said, grinning. "You are putting me to shame. I reasoned that since it's a hole in the corner wedding I shouldn't dress up, but here you are showing me up. In designer wear, too."
Della grinned. Brigid was in a light blue dress that highlighted her slim yet curvaceous shape. Her hair was out in twists that were freshly done. She was almost sitting on her hair ends. Della did not by any stretch of the imagination look better than Brigid.
"Okay, we go to pick up Caitlin and then over to Hazel's," Brigid said. "I am almost afraid of driving Sonia's new car."
"It's nice," Della signed.
"I think she lent it to me to show me what I am missing out on by not participating in her escort business." Brigid sighed. "I wish she were a real mother."
Della nodded.
They drove through the almost empty streets of Half Way Tree and stopped at Caitlin's apartment in the Golden Triangle area.
Caitlin was already standing at the gate when they approached. She was in a figure-hugging light green dress. She got in the car in a huff. "I shouldn't be endorsing this wedding."
Brigid chortled. "But yet here we are, all of us in pastel colors, like we are wanna-be bridesmaids. Remember how Hazel said she wanted us to wear pastel shades when she was detailing her imaginary wedding for us?"
"Life doesn't always turn out the way we plan it," Della signed. "Hazel is doing the best she can with the opportunity she has."
"True," Caitlin said from the back seat, "but I am very uncomfortable with her decision."
Brigid drove toward St. Andrew hills. The farther up she drove the prettier and more exclusive the neighborhoods became.
"But look on the bright side," Brigid said in the silence. "Hazel will be rich."
Caitlin chuckled. "Yes, she will be. Not bad for a twenty-one year old orphan from Magnolia House, I must admit."
"And if the old man kicks the bucket soon, holy guacamole," Brigid laughed. "Hazel will probably be richer than Patricia. Isn't the old man like an oil tycoon or something? We will have a rich sister."
"The love of money is the root of all evil," Caitlin intoned. "You love money too much, Brigid Manderson."
"No, I don't," Brigid said, turning into the cul-de-sac where the exclusive townhouses were. "I just like what money can do for me. Like pay my way through med school. I want to be a doctor so badly."
"We know," Caitlin said. "Just wait on the Lord. He'll work out a way for you."
"Yes ma'am," Brigid said, only half-convinced. She drove through the gate after the security guard verified who they were.
"Let's get this party started," Della signed as she got out of the car.
*****
The ceremony took place by the poolside under a canopy. Mr. Baron was in a wheelchair, his grey hair was slicked back and he had a twinkle in his faded, watery blue eyes. He looked a little healthier and happier than normal.
Della wondered if this was the lease on life that he needed. Hazel was in a halter back white dress which flattered her shape and made her look prettier than usual.
"At least she looks good," Kenzy whispered to Della. "But for heaven's sake, couldn't one of you talk her out of this?"
"Shut it," Caitlin hissed. "You are her best friend. She ran away from Magnolia House to stay with you and you brought her back pregnant and without six months of her memory. You are the reason why she is marrying this old guy. It's all you, Kenzy. She rebelled with you and now she is marrying to get back Sebastian.
"You know something about Sebastian's father and what went on in those
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