Page 130 of From This Moment (After We Fall 4)
“Me too.” I’d chosen an ivory dress of beaded lace and a deep V neckline in front and back. It wasn’t overly fussy or fancy, and it had a slight Victorian feel to it, which suited our wedding venue—the Valentini Farms Bed and Breakfast.
Pete and Georgia had closed the inn for the entire weekend for us as a wedding present. They claimed it wasn’t a big deal, since mid-November wasn’t busy season up here, but it meant a lot to us. So that they wouldn’t have to work during the affair, we’d hired a catering crew to prepare and serve.
“I have something for you.” Margot handed me a handkerchief of white cotton edged with eyelet. “Unfold it.”
I did as she asked and saw that she’d had it embroidered with an H in one corner. “Oh, Margot. I love it. I’m going to cry.”
“That’s exactly why I had it made for you.” She grinned. “But don’t cry yet. Your makeup is perfect.”
“Knock, knock.” Georgia came in, a huge smile on her face. “Everything is ready down there. Wow, Hannah. You’re stunning.”
“Thank you.”
“And look at you!” Georgia gestured at Abby, who wore a long dress of ivory satin with a tulle skirt. “Give me a twirl, let me see!”
Abby happily spun in a circle, the dress floating around her like a cloud.
“So pretty.” Georgia clasped her hands together. “This is such a great day.”
“It is.” Margot fussed with a few pieces of my hair, which she’d curled and styled for me. The top was loosely twisted and pinned at the back of my head, and the rest hung in soft waves down my back. Rather than wear a veil, I’d asked her to tuck ivory and blush-colored roses into the twist. “So do you have everything? Something old?”
I touched my earlobes. “Yes. Lenore lent me her pearl earrings. She said she’s had them for twenty years.”
“They’re beautiful,” said Margot. “I love pearls. So classic.”
They were beautiful—white pearl and diamond drop earrings that sparkled and shone. I’d been touched when she’d offered them.
“Something new?” asked Georgia.
“The handkerchief.” I smiled and held it up.
“Perfect,” agreed Margot. “You can wrap it around the stem of your bouquet. I even have a little pin to keep it in place.”
“Something borrowed?”
“The earrings were borrowed,” I suggested.
“No, it has to be something different.” Georgia frowned, then her face lit up. “Oh! Oh! Hold on!” she exclaimed before dashing out the door.
“What on earth? Where is she going?” I asked.
Margot shrugged. “To get something from her room? While she’s doing that, let’s make sure you have something blue.”
I grinned and lifted up the hem of my dress to show off the blue satin heels I wore. My toes were painted blue too. “Got it.”
She laughed with delight. “You certainly do.”
A moment later, Georgia raced back into the room. “Here,” she said breathlessly. She held up a penny and a roll of Scotch tape. “In my family, brides always put a penny in their shoe for luck. This is the penny I had in my sho
e when I married Pete. I’ll tape it into yours.”
I laughed and slipped off one of my shoes. She scooped it up and taped the penny onto the arch.
“There.” She nodded. “Put it back on and make sure it won’t bother you.”
I put my foot back into the shoe. “Can’t feel a thing.”
“Yay!” Georgia clapped.
