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Chapter One

Gettinga pain in the ass Especially for the maid of honor

“I really didn’t think he was serious about a yearly wedding” Eliza Havens fiddled with the edges of the yellow chiffon bridesmaid dress, which had entirely too ed on a slow talking southern belle, complete with parasol and white ribbons, not on her as she stood up for her best friend…again

“It’s romantic,” Gwen offered

“It’s stupid”

Sae and already had little Eddie At first when Blake announced he was going to marry Sam every year on their anniversary in a different state, Eliza had thought it eet Now after a full week of non-stop wedding planning, she and Gwen, Blake’s sister, were sweating it out in San Antonio planning their big Texas-theuided about Texas Where there should be cowboy hats and western flavor attire, everything had turned south Deep south More like a scene from Gone With the Wind than Dallas

“Don’t fret, Eliza They won’t all be this grand” It took soet used to Gwen’s British accent, but Eliza was used to it now

“I’ht! Do you have any idea how hot these dresses are going to be outside in the s heat?”

Gwen displayed perfect teeth as she s from the bridal knick-knack store they’d found the day before, and reht of that”

Well, at least it isn’t a parasol

Gwen handed her the fan and turned to the bag again Out came two perfectly matched frilly umbrellas

“Ugh! I spoke to soon”

“Excuse me?”

Eliza refrained fro her eyes as she reached for the parasol

Why did it have to be yellow? Nobody wore yellow!

“You don’t like them” Gwen’s arms dropped and her excited expression fell

I hate ’em “They’re very…country” In a southern plantation kind of way But Eliza couldn’t say that to Gwen Pampered, rich, and completely naive, Gwen olden heart

“Isn’t that e’re going for, country?”

Eliza opened the sunny umbrella and forced a smile to her lips “This does say country”

“Splendid I think we have all we need then” Oblivious to Eliza’s unease, Gwen continued res, necklaces, and yes, even ribbons for their hair Eliza started to think she’d look like a buttercup on top of the cake by the time Gwen finished “Oh, look at the time We need to run,” Gwen said