Triple Duty by Douglas Katie

Author:Douglas, Katie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Katie Douglas
Published: 2021-01-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Bex

I looked in the mirror. I was wearing the dress again. Only, this time, when I tried to look at the detail of the dress, it was like it had been blurred out. I couldn’t focus on it. Was it a mermaid dress or a ballgown? A-line or empire-line? The only thing I knew for sure was that the hem brushed the floor as I walked through an empty church. A tearing sound made me look down. The dress was unraveling from the hem up. No one had come to the wedding. No one was giving me away. Had I got the day wrong? Why was I so alone? The further I walked, the faster the dress unraveled until I stood at the altar and the last threads of the gown disappeared.

What had happened to it?

A cold wind blew through the church. It was just a ruin, now. There was no altar, no pews, no lights. The glass in the windows and even the roof were all long gone. The wind chilled me to my bones. Around me, the threads of the unravelled wedding gown were blown away. I blinked, and the walls of the church had fallen. Piles of tumbledown stone were partially obscured by mounds of grass growing over them.

There was no suggestion this was ever a church, rather than, say, a school or a farmhouse.

“Are you ready, Bex?”

Someone’s voice broke into the desolation. I didn’t understand it. Why were they asking if I was ready? There was nothing left to be ready for!

When I awoke, I was breathing quickly. What had my dream meant? It took me all of two seconds to remember what day it was. Today should have been my wedding day. The date would be indelibly marked on my heart forever, just like the day he’d died. This should have been our special day.

I went through my morning rituals in a daze. The shower said it was forty-two degrees Celsius. Despite the fact it was turning my skin red, it still didn’t feel hot enough. I soaped three times but didn’t feel like I was clean.

I didn’t want to get out of the shower. As soon as I did, I’d have to face the reality that I wasn’t about to put on my wedding dress. Eventually, there was nothing else to do. I turned off the water and got out. Dried off. Then I stared at my wardrobe, with no idea what to put on. It seemed wrong, somehow, to wear my usual slouchy Saturday stuff, but surely it would be dramatic and attention-seeking to put on something black.

After all, I’d already spent a long time mourning Adam. I’d moved on, in a lot of ways. But today was more the loss of the future I’d envisioned. After all, it wasn’t like I could get married to three men. It was enormously illegal. Maybe back in the olden days, people could get around it by going to other countries or something, but now, with the internet, and everyone’s details being kept online, it would be impossible.

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