‘I told you.’
‘I think it would be a big mistake to go to bed with Brian just because you’re lonely and don’t like London.’
‘You’re not even married yet, Helen, and you sound like “Mrs Marryatt advises” in Woman’s Weekly.’ Lily smiled.
‘Can you imagine Woman’s Weekly printing a problem like Judy’s? How to curtsy and address your new mother-in-law and what colour bedsocks to wear on the honeymoon night maybe – but whether or not to undress in front of a man and actually make love before you have a wedding ring on your finger! Mrs Marryatt would curl up and die at the thought.’
‘And what colour bedsocks are you wearing tomorrow night?’ Judy asked curiously.
‘Want to see?’ Helen reached for another bag and pulled out a tiny white silk hat and veil. ‘Wrong bag,’ she muttered, among gales of laughter.
‘No, don’t put it away.’ Brushing the crumbs from her hands, Judy took it from her. ‘Have you thought about what hairstyle you’re going to wear with this?’
‘Down.’
‘Up would be more sophisticated.’
‘I’m wearing it down,’ Helen said resolutely. ‘Jack prefers it that way.’
The Swansea Girls series
by Catrin Collier
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