An Apology in Bloom by Suzanne Woods Fisher

Author:Suzanne Woods Fisher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance;FIC042040;FIC027020;FIC027270
ISBN: 9781493439256
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2024-01-05T00:00:00+00:00

Jaime slept deeply, then woke to the pinging sound of a text on her phone.

Liam

I stopped by the workshop in the wee hours and saw you’d left. Decided it would save time to arrange the chuppah at the venue. I had Todd bring over buckets of flowers and your toolbox, so go straight to the NYBG.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she covered her face with her hands. Argh! Why couldn’t Liam trust her to get the job done? He had just made this arch so much more difficult. The workshop had such a variety of tools, so many mechanics, resources, tricks of the trade . . . right at her disposal.

She blew out a puff of air, pushed back her covers, and made herself get out of bed. After a quick shower (cold! the hot water was on the fritz again), she stared at the mirror and groaned. She looked as tired as she felt. Since Wednesday, when the first flowers arrived for the Zimmerman-Blau wedding, she’d hardly had more than a couple of hours of sleep.

Just a few more hours and this wedding would be history—for her, anyway. As soon as the flower arrangements were safely delivered and set up at the venue, her work would be done. Everything else in the wedding and reception would be handled by Liam and the team. She could come back to her dinky, noisy apartment, put on her three sound machines to drown out the molar-rattling street noise, and catch up on her sleep.

After arriving at the NYBG, she parked and took a small red child’s wagon out of the back seat of Tin Lizzie. In it, she placed her toolbox from home—drill and bits, hammer, some weights, along with floral tools like gloves and clippers. She hurried carefully, as it was still dark, but she knew this place well. The 250-acres grounds was a National Historical Landmark in the Bronx, established in the late 1800s by botanist Nathaniel Lord Britton. If Jaime remembered correctly, he’d visited London’s Royal Botanic Garden and returned inspired to replicate something similar in New York City.

When Jaime first moved to the city, she spent many afternoons wandering through the gardens and conservatory. All kinds of varieties of plants and trees were spread out over the grounds, even an old-growth forest split by the Bronx River—the only freshwater river in the entire city. An enormous library sat on the north side. Somewhere on the grounds was a laboratory for scientific botanical research projects. Her favorite wandering place was the stunning Haupt Conservatory on the west end. But today she was headed to the Garden Terrace Room.

It didn’t completely surprise Jaime that Mrs. Zimmerman had chosen a site like the New York Botanical Garden for her only daughter’s wedding—it was, to quote Sloane, an absolute stunner. But the Garden Terrace Room did strike her as odd for the venue. Jaime would have held the wedding ceremony right in the middle of the Old Growth Forest, so you could look up and see the majesty of the ancient trees.

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