Luxe by Anna Godbersen

Author:Anna Godbersen [Godbersen, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9788711314135
Google: jvxxJIhW0nYC
Amazon: B002IVV3GY
Publisher: Carlsen
Published: 2008-09-23T07:00:00+00:00

Penelope smiled back, widely and unabashed. She forced herself to take Elizabeth’s hand—looking again at the ring as she did—and gave it a little pressure. There wasn’t going to be any wedding, of course, not if Penelope got her way. And she was beginning to see that the closer she kept Elizabeth, the easier it was going to be to muck everything up.

“You really still want me to be your maid of honor?” she almost whispered.

“Of course, who else could I possibly—?”

“Diana? I mean, she’s your sister; won’t she be hurt?” Elizabeth looked pained by the mention of her sister, and Penelope had the happy realization that Elizabeth was sacrificing Diana in favor of her. She couldn’t help but laugh at a thought, and had to sputter out the name that went with it: “Agnes Jones?” Elizabeth looked almost shocked by this suggestion, and then her face broke and she, too, was laughing at the hilarity of the idea. The tension between them seemed to evaporate. “That would be such a disaster,” Elizabeth managed, wiping away a giddy tear.

“Or Prudie? I mean—”

“Penelope, you’re the only one I can count on.”

“All right. Fine.” She batted an eyelash and took both of Elizabeth’s hands. “It’s done.”

“And there’s an event—on Friday night—the one for Admiral Dewey at the Waldorf-Astoria. That’s the first public event that Henry and I will attend, as a couple. Will you be there with me, as my maid of honor?”

“Of course.” Penelope tried not to smile too broadly. Already, she was being let in where she could do the most harm.

“I need a new dress for the occasion, of course, and I’m going to my final fitting at Lord and Taylor’s on Thursday.” Elizabeth’s cheeks were flushed with the relief of making plans now. “Come with me, and we can get something for you, too.”

“All right. But really, that’s not the dress you should be focusing on. You’ll wear white to the wedding, of course. But who will make your wedding dress? It will have to have quite a long train, and—”

“Oh yes,” Elizabeth interrupted, and before she knew what was happening, Penelope was listening to her friend go on about ivory versus ecru, and all the varieties of pink flowers, about whom she should ask to be the other bridesmaids, and what Penelope really thought of the ring, anyway.

Grayson Hayes’s little sister did not vomit in public again, though she did feel like it. Watching the bright eyes of Elizabeth Holland as she imagined out loud the garments of a very large, very rich wedding party brought Penelope’s anger back acutely. But despite the gales of bitterness that would have ruined the complexion of a weaker-willed girl, Penelope Hayes kept on smiling. A smiling friend was a true friend, she reminded herself, and that was how she had to appear—for now, anyway.

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