By the time they reached their third bridal shop, Beth was wilting.
“This one is pretty.” Sue said, holding up yet another gown.
Beth sat on a bench in a puffy white dress, rubbing her temples. “I already tried that one on. Can you help me out of this thing? I’m done.”
“Are you sure you tried it on?” Sue asked.
“Even if Beth’s not, I am,” Kim called from across the room. “She tried it on right before that hideous pink one.”
“Oh, you’re right. It wasn’t flattering. Are you sure you’re ready to leave?”
“I’ve tried on so many dresses, and noneof them feel right. I’m exhausted,” Beth let out a long breath. “Honestly… I’m starting to wonder if this whole wedding idea is worth it.”
“It’s worth it because you don’t remember your wedding or your wedding night. That alone is reason enough to do it. Now stop being Mrs. Doom and Gloom and take that awful dress off—I’ve found the dress.”
“Lynn…” Beth said as her sister tugged her back into the fitting room.
“Lynn, wait…”
“Beth, trust me. It’s THE dress.”
“But Lynn I…”
“Seriously woman just trust me! Now turn around so we can get that ugly thing off of you.”
“LYNN, STOP!”
Lynn threw her hands up in mock surrender. She reached out to help with the dress again, but Beth caught her wrists and tugged her down next to her on a bench—tulle and all.
“No… Lynn… I…” Beth hesitated. “I need your help.”
Lynn blinked, surprised by the shift in tone. “Okay.”
“I want to tell Bryce I love him.”
“What? You haven’t told him?” Lynn’s eyebrows shot up. “Why?”
Beth shrugged, her voice quiet. “The why doesn’t matter. Not really. What matters is—I want to tell him. And I want to do it in a way that he’ll remember.”
“Okaaaay…” Lynn drew the word out slowly, eyes narrowing with interest.
“Bryce is really good at flirting, and I…”
“…suck at it. Go on,” Lynn smirked.
Beth rolled her eyes. “Yes, thank you. Bryce is really good at flirting and making it sound like he means something totally inappropriate… but then it ends up innocent. You know what I mean?”
“Yeah. It’s called a double entendre.”
“It has a name?”
“Yes.” Lynn answered rolling her eyes.
“Anyway… do you know how I could do something like that to him?”
“Of course…”
“Really? Just like that?”
