Page 57 of Must Love Lavender and Little Lies
The pixie pulled Juniper into an embrace and then laughed when she realized she was still holding her piping bag. “Oh, gods,” she said with a laugh, gesturing to the mess of icing that she’d squeezed from the bag. “I forgot I was holding the thing. I guess he’s happy too,” she said with a naughty laugh and wink.
We all chuckled.
“So, you finally figured it out,” Emmalyn said with a grin. “Only took you...well, almost getting married to realize you ought to get married.”
Juniper laughed lightly. “Yes, you’re right,” she turned and looked at me. “But we have it sorted out now.”
“So…” Primrose said. “Is there going to be a wedding this Saturday?”
I grinned at Juniper, who nodded.
“Yes!” Primrose cheered.
“My sister said your dress is heavenly,” Zarina told Juniper. “And don’t worry about the cake. We’re already on it,” she said, holding up her own piping bag. “And Winifred’s been hard at work on the flowers.”
“I’ll come out to the farm,” Primrose told us. “Your pavilion space will work perfectly, but you’ll need chairs and…a little magic.”
“Just make sure your goats stay penned,” Juniper told me.
“I will tie them down with weights.”
“Oh, we’re so happy for you,” Primrose said, her eyes tearing with happiness. “It’s just the best thing that could have happened,” she said, then hugged me and Juniper in turn.
Juniper laughed lightly. “Thank you. Thank you all. So… There is actually a cake? We just wanted to make sure.”
Rosalyn nodded. “We’ve got you.”
“I’ll see to the drinks. Ale and all,” Emmalyn said.
Juniper smiled brightly. “You all are the best friends anyone could ever ask for.”
Once more, the girls hugged her and then turned their attention to me, cheering me as they embraced me.
“I love you all so dearly. Thank you all so much. I need to get to the apothecary. Oh, there’s so much to do. My head is spinning.”
“We’re here for you,” Primrose reassured her, the others nodding in agreement.
At that, our friends wished us well and sent us on our way.
Stepping back onto the streets of Moonshine Hollow, we made our way toward Thistle and Thyme. Several people who passed stopped to wish us well.
“A Greening wedding,” Elder Theodonna said, patting a wrapped parcel she was carrying. “How delightful. I’ve just bought your gift. Now, where will you two live? At the farm or the cottage?”
I paused. Clearly, the thought had never occurred to me.
“Um, we haven’t worked that out just yet,” Juniper replied.
“Well, no matter, it will be a happy home! See you Saturday,” she said, then went on her way.
Juniper and I were both quiet as we left Elder Theodonna.
“Juniper,” I said gently. “Your cottage was your home with your mother. You grew up there. It means?—”
“It means I will have to find just the right person to sell it to,” she replied. “I love your farm with my whole heart. And I know very well that you haven’t planted anything in your north fields yet. Those will be mine.”
“Junie—”
“That space is perfect for medicinal herbs, so much bigger than either my garden at home or at the shop. No arguments. Got it?”
