“What am I supposed to do?” I asked.
“I’ll talk to her,” Grandma Shirley spoke up.
“NO!” Everyone in the room shouted.
“Ugh, when I try to help everybody tells me not to,” Grandma Shirley mumbled sitting down.
“Please,” Grandma Baldwin pleaded. I nodded and walked to the bridal chambers.
“Momma, are you all right?” I asked.
“Alexander?” Momma groaned. “They’re out to get me! I just can’t marry Steve! I just can’t!”
“Momma, it’s me, Natalie,” I said. “Who’s out to get you?”
“HIM!” Momma cried.
“Who is HIM!?” I asked.
“Alexander, you know how HIM is!” Momma cried.
Grandma Shirley stormed into the bridal chambers.
“I’ve had enough of you!” Grandma Shirley screamed. “You can never make up your mind! The entire wedding is being stalled because you’re sitting in here crying about your dead husband. He’s DEAD! Get over it!”
I was about to say something when Momma snapped.
“I’ve heard enough out of you!” Momma screamed. She picked up her dress and walked out the door.
“Look what you’ve done!” I cried running after her.
“Well I never!” Grandma Shirley snorted as I slammed the door. I ran into the dressing chambers to find Aunt Clarisse putting on Momma’s veil.
“I don’t know what you said to her but whatever it is you said. It worked,” Grandma Baldwin whispered in my ear.
“Still can’t find my other contact lenses! A little help here!” Mrs. Stewart shouted. I bent down and helped her look.
“I’ll go get Mr. Walters,” Mrs. Rivers said walking towards the door. “Found it!”
I got up off the floor and walked towards the chapel.
The chapel Momma and Mr. Steve chose to get married in was small but the view from it was amazing. It was along the Mohawk Trail and from this point you could see the Berkshire Mountains.
“Here are your flowers,” Abby said handing them to me.
“Thanks,” I said. “Are you nervous?”
“Not too much,” Abby said. “I’m afraid I’m going to trip.”
“You’ve got flats on,” I said. “Me on the other hand. I have heels on. I’m the one who might trip.”
“Cue the music!” Mrs. Rivers whispered excitedly.
I sighed and prepared for my life to change.
I was swaying. I opened my eyes and found myself in the reception hall. It had to be almost midnight now. Most of the people had gone home already, but a few had were still at the reception hall.
The Christmas song was playing. It wasn’t one of those fast verisons but a slow one. One that you could sway to.
I was in Darcy’s arms. His eyes were closed and he had a smile on his lips. I looked around the room. The Rivers’ were still here and Sean was asleep in Mr. Rivers lap. I smiled.
Momma and Mrs. Rivers were chatting away like they had all the time in the world. Grandma Shirley sat in a corner along with my two uncles. They were fighting over a Sudoku answer.
Abby and Zach were the only two other people on the dance floor. They looked like they were asleep also. They both were smiling sweet soft smiles.
Jaci was asleep on Timmy’s shoulder. Timmy was stuffing food into his mouth.
Megan was sleeping on Mr. Steve’s lap. She had a smile on her lips and you just couldn’t help but wonder what she was dreaming about.
Mr. Steve and Mr. Rivers were talking. Both of them were stroking the hair of the girl in their laps.
Emily was sitting in a chair looking in pain. Nelson was feeding her chocolate cake. I couldn’t help but giggle.
Virginia and Leo were playing some game on the table. It looked like they were throwing grapes at each other.
Regina sat stone-faced next to Andrew, Virginia’s older brother. Andrew looked bored and disinterested. Occasionally, he would look over at Aunt Jane, who was talking to Mrs. Stewart, with desperate eyes begging to go.
Virginia’s little sister Rachel was singing along with the Christmas Song with all her heart. She was holding her baby sister Caroline in her arms.
As I said, Aunt Jane and Mrs. Stewart were talking. Aunt Jane’s eyes told me that she was surprised she was having a conversation with Mrs. Stewart and actually enjoying it. Mrs. Stewart’s eyes told me that she was hoping she had made a new friend.
Mr. Stewart refused to come to the wedding and the Stewarts’ invitation didn’t have his name on it anyway. Momma refused to include him even though Ms. Donna and Mr. Steve pleaded with her to. Momma said the wedding was off if she had to invite Mr. Stewart. Frankly, I wasn’t mad about. I don’t like Mr. Stewart.
Grandma and Grandpa Baldwin were looking at me. They were grinning from ear to ear. When I looked at her, Grandma Baldwin gave me a quick wink. I smiled back.
My mind went back to swaying in Darcy’s arms. Strangely, I didn’t want to let go. I felt safe here in his arms. Wow, I can’t believe I actually wanted to be around Darcy Edwards. What a couple months can do…………
I wanted to stay here forever. I didn’t want to have to face the world again. If I could stay right here in Darcy’s arms surrounded by all these people I loved and cared about nothing could make me feel better.
And for some reason, I felt like this was heaven.