Chapter 407
- "What do you think of the length? Do you want it a little shorter?" The owner of the wedding dress shop asks Sarah as she stands on the small podium in front of a large set of mirrors, twisting and turning as she examines the length of the dress she picked out over a month ago. Today's the day for final alterations and I've just made it in time having landed in LA about two hours ago. The last few days have been a little intense to say the least.
- "I'm just nervous about tripping. The aisle is made of grass and that will be enough to compete with I don't really want the dress to get in the way. Maybe just an inch or two?" Sarah asks as she lifts the dress up slightly. She's gone for a a very elegant dress with a slight bohemian mix. To me it reminds me of something that a Greek goddess may have worn, long loose silk sleeves and a hem that pools at her feet. It's very Sarah, it's clear why she's so thrilled about it.
- "Top up babes?" Francesca asks quietly as she appears next to me with the open bottle of champagne. I look down at my champagne flute, half empty, might as well. I tip the glass to her gratefully as she fills it up to the top.