Fairy Tale Weddings by Debbie Macomber

Author:Debbie Macomber [Macomber, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2009-10-02T22:00:00+00:00

The organ music vibrated through the church. Cindy stood at the back of St. Anthony’s and her heart went still as the first bridesmaid, holding a large bouquet of pink rosebuds, stepped forward. The second and the third followed. Cindy watched their progress, and her heart throbbed with happiness. This was her wedding day and within the hour she would experience the birth of her dreams. She would become Thorne’s wife. Somehow they’d crossed every hurdle. She’d claimed she needed time. He’d given it to her. She’d been so sure her family would object, but with gentle patience Thorne had won over every member. Now it was June and almost six months had passed since the night of the Christmas Ball. Thorne had convinced her the magic of that night would last throughout their lives, and finally Cindy could believe him. There wasn’t anything in this world their love couldn’t overcome. They’d proved it.

Thorne stood at the altar, waiting for her. His eyes were filled with such tenderness that Cindy had to resist the urge to race into his arms.

His smile lent her assurance. He didn’t look the least bit nervous, while Cindy felt as if a swarm of bees was about to invade her stomach. From the first, he’d been the confident one. Always so sure of what was right for them. Never doubting. Oh, how she loved him.

The signal came for four-year-old Carla to join the procession, and dressed in her long lavender gown, the little girl took one measured step after another.

Cindy stood at the back of the church and looked out over the seated guests. To her left were the people who’d loved and nurtured her most of her life. Aunt Theresa sat in the front row, a lace handkerchief in her hand, and Cindy saw her dab away an escaped tear. Cousins abounded. Aunts, uncles, lifelong friends, Vanessa, Bob Knight and others who’d come to share this glorious day. She lifted a hand to the pearl comb Thorne had returned to her. The combs secured her delicate veil. Cindy thought of her mother and how happy she would’ve been today.

To her right was Thorne’s family. Wealthy, cultured, sophisticated. St. Anthony’s parking lot had never hosted so many Cadillacs and Mercedes, nor had this humble sanctuary witnessed so many designer dresses and expensive suits. But they’d come, filling the large church to capacity, wanting to meet the woman who was about to marry Thorne Prince.

The organ music reached a crescendo when Cindy stepped onto the trail of white linen that ran the length of the aisle. The train of the satin and lace dress that had been worn by both her mother and her aunt flowed behind her. Cindy walked at a slow and stately pace, each resounding note of the organ drawing her closer to Thorne, her prince, her love.

The congregation stood and Cindy felt a surge of excitement as the faces of those she loved turned to watch her progress.

Thirty minutes later Cindy moved back down the same aisle as Thorne’s wife.

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