The Carpenter's Bride by Elana Johnson

Author:Elana Johnson [Johnson, Elana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AEJ Creative Works
Published: 2019-10-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lisa got behind the wheel of her car, wondering what in the world to say to a fourteen-year-old girl. Then she realized she dealt with women like Sierra all the time. Maybe a decade or two older, but in the exact same position.

“So, tell me what kind of dress you’re dreaming about.” She put the car in reverse and backed out of Cal’s driveway. Her giddiness was a little ridiculous, but she didn’t care. She’d been thinking about having a serious conversation with Cal about his daughter and how she might come between them.

Maybe now, she wouldn’t have to.

“I think I look good in blue,” Sierra said. “Or black. Something a little darker.”

“So no pink or yellow or like, light blue.”

“Ew, no.” Sierra shook her head, and Lisa thought she’d actually look good in something pink, because her hair was dark. But she knew better than most that what looked the best was what felt the most comfortable to the person wearing it.

“We’re meeting with a woman named Amarillis. She’s been a dress consultant for a long time, and I’m sure you’re going to love her.”

“What does a dress consultant do?”

“She’ll measure you and ask you what you like. Then she’ll pull dresses for you to try on.”

“So I can’t just look?”

“Sure, you can,” she said. “But it’s not browsing.” She glanced at Sierra. “You have to let her take care of you. They’ll offer you a drink, and I can help you in the dressing room, or Rilla can.”

“I can put on a dress,” Sierra said.

“Okay,” Lisa said, because she didn’t want to argue with her. But she wouldn’t be able to put on these dresses. They weren’t department store dresses, and she’d need at least a little bit of help.

A few minutes later, she pulled up to a building that looked like it should be condemned and said, “Here we are.”

“Are you sure?” Sierra looked out the windshield at the nondescript building with no signage and only two other cars in the lot.

“Yep.” She opened her door and got out. “And let’s go. We barely have a minute to spare.”

Sierra joined her, and Lisa opened the door to the dress shop, the sight of all the dresses spreading before her making her pulse quicken the tiniest bit. “We get a lot of our bridesmaids dresses here,” she explained as she removed her sunglasses and balanced them on her head.

“Wow,” Sierra said, pausing just inside the door.

Rilla came toward them, a huge smile on her face. “Lisa,” she said with a laugh. “How are you?” She hugged Lisa, who also giggled.

“So great,” she said, backing up. “This is Sierra Lewiston. She needs the perfect prom dress.”

“Nice to meet you, Sierra,” Rilla said, so perfectly poised and professional. Her dark auburn hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and Lisa had literally never seen her without a smile. “What can I get you guys to drink?”

“I want that lemonade you guys have here,” Lisa said.

Rilla shook her head with another laugh.

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