Marrying Mr Valentine by Laura Barnard

Author:Laura Barnard [Barnard, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

Forty minutes later and she’s somehow in her wedding dress, ready to walk down the aisle. She’s still high as a kite, but we have no other alternative. Dad’s been warned to help her stand up. It’s either this or cancel the wedding and that just isn’t an option.

I take a deep breath and walk down the aisle ahead of her in my sky-blue bridesmaid dress, smiling politely at all of the friends and family. I know what they’re thinking; I see the sympathy in their eyes. Poor Nadine. It must be hard for her to see her younger sister get married. And after everything she’s been through.

When I reach Jason, I pretend to kiss his cheek, but instead whisper in his ear ‘She’s fine, just go with it.’

He stares back at me with raised eyebrows. I don’t have a chance to say anything further, just stand to the side and watch Lydia and my dad walk down the aisle to the traditional wedding march.

She’s smiling, all dopey happy, stumbling every few steps. Luckily, dad has a firm grip of her, so she doesn’t go down. I wonder if she looks normal to everyone else that’s none the wiser. Or maybe just a bit pissed from champagne.

She finally stands in front of Jason, handed over by my dad.

She giggles. ‘Hey, sexy,’ she whispers to Jason. I take her bouquet from her, warning her with my eyes.

The registrar starts talking as Lydia sways on her feet. Jason is watching her in confusion. He leans in and whispers ‘Are you drunk?’

‘Of course not,’ she giggles. ‘Just been eating pineapples.’ She snorts. ‘Did you know when I was younger I thought pineapples were pine cones with apples? How dumb was I?’

‘Sssh.’ I hiss at her, looking round to see if anyone has noticed.

‘If anyone objects, let them speak now or forever hold their peace,’ the officiant declares with a confident smile.

Please, don’t let her say anything stupid.

I keep quiet, praying to God no one makes a sound. Always a tense time at a wedding.

‘I object!’ Lydia shouts with a giggle. ‘I’m too young and sexy to be getting married.’

Oh, dear Lord.

A few awkward laughs echo around the room.

‘Only joking,’ she says with a snort laugh. She sounds like bloody Peppa Pig.

‘Right,’ the officiant says, clearly at a loss. ‘I’ll continue then.’

Lydia gets through the wedding, and by the time the speeches happen she’s slowly getting back in touch with reality. Hopefully by the end she’ll be completely her normal self. I do my brief speech and raise my glass of champagne to toast the happy couple, glad we pulled it off.

‘Woo!’ Lydia says, with her glass in the air as everyone cheers. ‘And he’s hung like a fucking donkey.’

Dear Lord.

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