--So how are you feeling? --
+Nervous. I can hardly sleep at night+
--Have you seen a dress yet? --
+Funny, you should mention that. Picked it up this morning+
--Tell us! Tell us! What is it like? --
+Well its white…+
--Most wedding dresses are, silly. Go on what else --
+It is a bit more daring than your average dress and I have still to choose a veil and shoes+
--Have you tried it on yet? --
+Apart from the original trying on and fitting, no+
--I have to see it! --
+Well, I do need to send some pictures to my sister in Australia+
--Have you anything planned for the rest of the day? --
+No, not really+
-- I am coming round. I will bring my digi camera. You can send the pictures to your sister over the net--
+That sounds like a good idea+
--Sorted. I’ll be round in minutes few --
+See you soon+
Tanya heard the click as her best friend since school, Iona, hung up. She slowly returned her own handset back to its cradle. She could not wait for her friend to come round. She was dying to show her dress off. She could hardly wait. It would be a few minutes before her friend arrived and she fidgeted restlessly in front of the phone. God, they never mentioned how nerve racking your wedding was. She used to scorn all those brides that faint at the alter. Now she knew why. She had not a decent nights sleep in weeks. The closer to the big day, the less sleep she got.
She started to pace up and down the hallway. She had been doing that a lot lately.
Frustrated, excited, nervous, worried, she climbed the stairs to her bedroom.
The dress lay across the top of her bed. Concealed beneath the protective cover. She stood in the doorway, hands restless. The opaque wrapper hid the dress, but she already new it’s every tuck and fold. Her nervousness returned ten fold. Was it too revealing? It was virginal white but was not that chaste. Maybe she was too hasty in her choosing. She hadn’t intending on going out to look a... Læs hele novellen
