The Wedding Planner Trilogy by Violet Howe

Author:Violet Howe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: chick lit, romantic women's fiction, coming of age, romantic comedy, friends to lovers, wedding stories
Publisher: Violet Howe
Published: 2017-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

April

Saturday, April 5th

I should have been wary when Mel said today's wedding would make me feel right at home. After all, I left my hometown years ago because it didn't feel like home to me.

They'd booked a private ranch deep within the Green Swamp. Thankfully, the barn for the reception had electricity and running water, but the ceremony was in the middle of a freshly mowed field. You couldn't take a step without bugs swarming up into your nostrils, eyes, and ears, and the possibility of stepping on a snake stayed ever-present in my mind. I saw more than one rat roaming dazed and confused through what used to be its home.

It didn't surprise me when the wedding party arrived in a four-wheel-drive swamp buggy, but the bride riding in behind her daddy on the back of his dirt bike proved a little much even for my country background. She hiked that white dress up around her hips, which gave the guests a glimpse of her horseshoe garter. Her veil flowed out from under her pink cowboy hat, trailing behind the dirt bike to create great shots for the photographer.

The groomsmen, who cleaned up surprisingly well in their tuxedoes, had monogrammed spit cups because the bride wanted everything in her color scheme of black and pink. Because nothing says elegant and put together like groomsmen spitting tobacco during the ceremony in matching black cups with their names painted in pink.

The bridesmaids were equally as elegant in their pink cowboy hats and black satin gowns with hot pink bras underneath. The bride proudly explained when I walked into the stable area they had set up as a dressing room that she chose strapless gowns so the pink bra straps could show. Classy, I tell you.

The reception set-up was eerily familiar to me. And not just because of the barn. She had the traditional country wedding staples of Jordan almonds, salted peanuts, and pastel mints, and the buffet included cocktail sausages in barbecue sauce and homemade pimento and cheese sandwiches. Fancy ones, mind you, with the crust cut off the bread.

"Who catered this?" I asked Mel.

She rolled her eyes in response. "Her aunt, Ethel. She's supposedly done over a hundred weddings. How many you reckon were in a barn?"

"Did you just say reckon? Wow. Look at you blending in with the surroundings. How'd we end up with this one? I mean, technically, we have clients of all budget levels, but with Aunt Ethel at the helm, why'd they need us?"

"The bride wanted a coordinator. I think we cost more than the wedding itself, but she's happy."

Actually, the entire wedding group seemed happy. The groom changed into jeans and a T-shirt, and the bride put on an adorable black sundress with the same pink cowboy boots and pink cowboy hat she wore during the ceremony. They laughed and danced all night, dining on barbecued pork from a huge black iron smoker in the back of a truck and drinking beer from kegs at the bar.

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