carstairs, p.:
“ the wedding is in three weeks. normally this would have all been planned ages ago but she’s changed her mind on the theme about five times. “ pippa dropped her voice to a hush, as if one of the brides friends might be lurking around the corner. she was a young bride, so it as in the realm of possibility. “ so here we are, scrambling to get everything put together. “ she held up her hands, as if to say, what can you do ? “ i think this might be the one. you’ve got a good eye, lonnie. “ she smiled. “ have you ever considered a career in even planning ? i think you’d be quite good at it. “
“yikes -- hopefull it didn’t take that many shots at a weddin’ t’pick a spouse, eh?” she grinned. “i think i’ve considered every career at this point, pips, who knows where i’ll end up” avalon pointed out with a light laugh. “but nah, this is much more your field. you seem to be better than i am with deadlines.”








