by Becky Monson
I wasn’t planning on having the wedding in a church, truth be told. I’m not against it, it’s just so inconvenient. Everyone has to go to the wedding at the church, then get in their cars and drive to the reception. It’d be simpler to have the wedding and reception at the same location, and I want it all to be easy. Simple and easy. But between Anna and Bobby, it’s been like pulling teeth to keep it that way. Anna has seemed to chill out with all of her over-the-top wedding ideas. She’s finally seeing the light, I think.
“What do you think about releasing doves when you leave the church?” Anna asks, breaking up the silence we’d been walking in.
Apparently, I was wrong. She’s not lessening her over-the-top wedding ideas. At all. She was probably purposefully giving a tiny respite before she shifted back into full gear. Dang it.
“Are you serious?” I ask, searching her face for any sign of teasing.
Nope. She’s serious.
“It’d be beautiful, Julia,” she says, her condescending look back.
“No way. No doves,” I say.
She huffs. “Okay, then what about butterflies?”
“No butterflies,” I say, not believing she’s truly asking me this. Doesn't she know me at all?
“Can’t we just do the normal bird seed or bubbles?” I don’t want anything alive jumping out at me as I leave. Plus, what if they died? That would be a terrible omen.
“Fine,” she says.
Oh no. The dreaded “fine.” It may sound like she’s agreed (although grumpily), but I know the underlying tone in that “fine.” She’s essentially saying, “fine, if you want the worst wedding ever, then fine.”
I don’t want the worst wedding ever. I want a nice, simple wedding with my friends and family. Not a big ridiculous fanfare with a princess dress and half of Denver watching.
If I survive this wedding, it’ll be a miracle.
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Thirty-Four Going on Bride
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
This book would not have been possible without help from so many people.
Many thanks to Robin Huling and Lori Schleiffarth for being inspirational and talking me down from the “proverbial” ledge that I find myself so often on.
Thanks to Kathryn Biel, my fellow author and friend, who understands what I’m going through on this book-writing journey, and also allows me to vent when needed.
I cannot thank Karey White and Chrissy Wolfe enough, for editing and making sense out of some of the nonsensical things I write
Thank you, thank you, thank you to the incredibly talented Mark Hamer who did my cover art. You saved the day!
I must also give shout-outs to my amazing parents and siblings who are always supportive of my crazy ideas.
Last, but not least, my husband and my kiddos who inspire me and love me even when I’m certifiable (which happens more than I care to admit). I love you more each day.