Every Girl Gets Confused by Janice Thompson

Author:Janice Thompson [Thompson, Janice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC042040, FIC027020, Dating (Social customs)—Fiction, Man-woman relationships—Fiction
ISBN: 9781441248497
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2015-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

17

That Old Feeling

The really frightening thing about middle age is the knowledge that you’ll grow out of it.

Doris Day

The days leading up to Thanksgiving were a whirlwind. Somehow Eduardo talked Mr. Sanders into reconsidering the dress order by persuading him that Carrie would be the envy of all the other brides in San Antonio. Turned out Mr. Sanders’s pride outweighed his basketball leanings. All was saved, thank goodness.

My days were spent driving back and forth from the shop to Alva’s place. Half the time I worked on bridal extravaganza details, the other half I spent caring for Brady’s needs and helping Nadia shuttle him back and forth to post-op visits.

By the time Wednesday arrived I was a wreck. I worked late into the night with Madge and Twiggy to make sure we had the front of the store set up properly. Dahlia and her team took a break from their design work to help us move several racks of our more expensive gowns to the back, leaving only the giveaways and sale gowns up front. By the time we were finished it was nearly midnight. Did I really have to drive to Fairfield in eight hours, then return less than twenty-four hours later? I must’ve been crazy to think I could handle all of that.

I awoke early Thursday morning to the smell of coffee and the sound of familiar voices in the kitchen. I’d always loved Thanksgiving morning, but today something seemed amiss.

Ah yes. I couldn’t move. I tried to get my legs to cooperate but they refused. After so much work yesterday—moving things around in the shop and hauling boxes to and fro—my muscles had apparently declared a mutiny. Who could blame them?

“Ow, ow, ow!” I did my best to stand and stretch, but the pain was unbearable. And my back wouldn’t straighten up.

A rap on my door sounded and Alva popped her head inside. “You okay in here, Katie? I thought I heard a noise.”

“Probably the sound of my joints crying out.”

She stared at me as I tried again to stand upright. “Oh my. You overdid it this week?”

“To say the least. We spent hours moving things around at the shop in preparation for the Black Friday event tomorrow morning.”

She leaned against the open door and shook her head. “I never understood why they called it Black Friday. It’s just a shopping day, for pity’s sake. And what’s with all of that competitive shopping? What sort of people get out at six in the morning to shop? Anyway, I hope you haven’t overextended yourself. We have a long day ahead of us, driving to Fairfield.”

“And back. I hope you don’t mind that I have to come back in the wee hours of the night. I’ve got vendors arriving at the shop at five in the morning. It won’t affect you, I promise. One of the boys will drive you back tomorrow sometime. Probably Dewey.”

“You poor girl.” She clucked her tongue in motherly fashion. “When this is over you’re going to have to sleep for a week.

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