Swan Song (Julie O'Hara Mystery Series) by Hanson Lee

Author:Hanson, Lee [Hanson, Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Rook Books
Published: 2014-01-10T00:00:00+00:00

She kissed him back and then looked in his eyes.

“Do you want to marry me, Hoyt?”

•

Dianna’s mother sighed in frustration.

“Frank, it’s just five or six girls, a pajama party, for heaven’s sake. Let her go.”

“Did you talk to Alicia’s mother?” he said. “I don’t trust divorced women.”

“Of course I did. Jane Wells is a good woman; Dianna will be fine with her.”

“All right. But I want her home first thing in the morning.”

“Frank, tomorrow is Saturday. There’s no school.”

“I don’t care. You tell Dianna I want her home, in her room by ten, you hear me?”

•

The elopement of the star-crossed lovers was planned with great secrecy and enthusiasm.

Alicia Wells knew that her mother, as usual, would be proof reading in her home office that night. Once Jane Wells had seen to it that the girls were encamped in the basement playroom with their pizza and games, she would stay upstairs and give them their privacy.

Hoyt would be waiting for Dianna at seven o’clock, sharp. The plan was for them to drive to New Hampshire, get married and spend their “honeymoon night” in a motel. Hoyt would return Dianna to Alicia’s house just before dawn. In a week or so they would inform their parents of the fait accompli. Everyone would have to accept the fact that they were married. Then Hoyt and Dianna would get a small apartment. All the girls thought it was just so romantic!

None of them had a clue about the disaster they had set in motion.

•

It was far from the way Dianna had imagined her wedding day would be. They had barely made it in time. The “Justice of the Peace” was about to shut off his porch light and go to bed when Hoyt and Dianna knocked on his door.

“Is it too late to get married?” asked Hoyt.

“Well, I was about to close up,” said the old man. He had scanty hair, combed across a bald pate and he was holding his shirt collar closed against the cool night air. He looked at them skeptically. “Do you have your marriage license and identification?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Well…alright then. Come on in.”

Hoyt handed over the marriage license and they both gave the man their driver licenses. Dianna held her breath as the official looked over hers, but he handed it back without comment. In short order, they found themselves exchanging vows in what used to be a dining room in front of an arched trellis covered with artificial flowers. At least the official’s wife and her sister, the witnesses, made it seem like a wedding. They fussed over Dianna. One of them gave her an inexpensive little brooch, a gold-toned basket of flowers made of colorful glass stones.

“It’s a bridal bouquet to remind you of your wedding day,” she said.

•

The motel was nothing more than a strip of cabins with parking spaces in front of them. They kissed awkwardly and tried to make themselves comfortable in the strange room.

Dianna went into the bathroom first. She changed into a white lace gown that her friends had given her as a wedding gift.

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