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“Hey, what the heck?” Meg swats Mia’s hand away.
“You’re still awake. You’re welcome.” Mia shrugs, with a slightly naughty smile.
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Meg wanted the four of us - Meg, Mia, their grandfather, and me - to all go out to celebrate the engagement. Unfortunately, their grandfather is busy handling things at the inn, and it’s pouring down rain. So instead, the girls and I decide to stay in and bake their family’s favorite oatmeal cookies again.
“Isn’t rain a sign of good luck?” Meg asks, as she takes inventory of the ingredients.
“Yes! That would be amazing for it to rain on your wedding day,” Mia replies, as she gets the bowls and utensils out.
“It rained on my parents’ wedding day,” I add. “My mom was furious at first because she wanted an outdoor wedding. But once everyone was inside and my dad calmed her down, they decided to have their first dance to “Singing in the Rain.”
“That’s very fitting,” Meg chuckles.
“What song are you guys going to dance to?” Mia asks. “Oh, and what song are you going to walk down the aisle to?”
“I literally just got engaged less than an hour ago,” Meg reminds her. “I have no idea.”
“I have one,” I say, holding my hand up. “But I want it to be a surprise.”
“Well, when would I get to know?” Meg asks.
“When you’re walking down the aisle,” I say, watching her give Mia a look like she’s on the fence about it.
“I promise it will be fitting in every way and you’ll smile the moment you hear it,” I swear up and down. “This is my only wedding planning request.”
“Hmm,” Meg ponders my request—but surprisingly, it’s Mia who’s on my side.
“Meg, when a man only has one request for his entire wedding, you should give it to him,” she says.
Meg locks eyes with me, squinting suspiciously. “You promise it’s the perfect song for me to walk down the aisle?”
“There is no better song than the one I have in mind, sunshine,” I say, dropping her just one hint.
“Okay, fine.” She holds her hands up, surrendering. “I’m trusting you.”
Chapter thirty-one
Meg - The Best Thing to be Borrowed
It’s all about the dress . I’m ready to have to look outside of Seaside to find the perfect wedding dress, as there’s only one boutique in town and the options are pretty limited. It isn’t even a wedding dress shop, but rather a formal gown and tuxedo shop.
“I’m a firm believer that you shouldn’t have to spend a ton of money on a dress you’ll only wear once,” Mia tells me as we walk inside to a wonderland of dresses in every style and color.
Bea, the older lady who owns the shop, greets us at the door with a polite smile. “Good morning, girls,” she says. “Is there anything I can help you find?”
“We’re looking for a wedding dress for this one,” Mia says, nodding to me.
“Oh, congratulations!” Bea’s little brown eyes light up. “I have to tell you though, this isn’t a wedding dress boutique. But I’ll do my best to help you find something that’s perfect for your special day.”
“Ready?” Mia asks. I take a deep breath and answer: “As much as I’ll ever be.”
I’m not a huge shopper anyway, so when we start looking through endless racks of clothes in my size, I immediately feel overwhelmed. Bea and my sister exchange a look before Bea walks over to me and gently takes my hand.
“I might be a bit bold to say this,” she starts. “But it’s not 1950. Who says your wedding dress has to be white?”
And just like that, the pressure of finding the perfect white dress is out the door and a new confidence washes over me. I nod and smile and dive into the racks again, this time thinking of what I want to get married in, not what tradition dictates.
