Epilogue
"Add a little more powder over there." Kim says to the makeup artist.
"It's okay." I say. "At this rate not even my husband is going to recognise me."
"Nonsense. It's your wedding day, you are allowed to pull all the stops." She says moving behind me to eye me critically in the mirror. Her knee-length bridesmaid dress stretches comfortably over her protruding belly. True to her plan, she had gotten married last year but the baby had not wanted to wait another year and had surprised both her and August with his early arrival.
I eye the work done on me and have to approve. I do not think I have ever looked so beautiful as I do now. My hair is up in a complicated do and deliberate wisps slide down to frame my face. My skin glows beneath the make-up and each featu
