Chapter Fourteen
Years in modeling made certain that Sarai learned her best angles. She turned to the right and left in the mirror. She turned all the way to the back and looked over her shoulder. The angle didn’t matter. She was a hot mess dressed in white.
When she’d been dress shopping with Maggie and Eva yesterday, they’d all had a fantastic time. Eva and Maggie were two bundles of joy that chattered and smiled and laughed and made Sarai feel as though she’d fit in for the first time in a long time.
On the drive into town, they’d regaled Sarai with their own shotgun marches down the aisle. Though each of their weddings was quickies, their marriages were both solid as rocks. And the two women were the happiest people Sarai had ever met. She wanted some of that, and it was possible wi
