She didn’t seem the least bit nervous or anxious. Surrounded by her flower girls, they took turns trying on her heels and comparing heights. Erica would laugh with the girls then her eyes wondered to the window where she saw Allen walk across the lawn. She paused and smiled.
It was the kind of wedding where things weren’t rushed, it was an easy going pace where family and friends shared special moments and conversation with the couple. It was lovely, simply lovely.