Cliesh, obsessed with fate wrecking our marriage, wanted Steve, my father and me out of the house on the eve of our wedding. “It"s bad luck if we meet. Please Tim.”
Catherine called me into her kitchen. “Does Isobel have any friends here; someone close?”
“No one; she"s been away a long time. Why do you ask?”
“It"s flattering of Isobel to invite me to be Matron of Honour, but we"ve just met. She"s lonely, Tim, and she"s anxious about the wedding. Isobel needs someone.”
“La Divine would be perfect. She must have slipped Isobel"s mind.”
“Let"s surprise Isobel. Why don"t you invite her? La Divine can stay here. She can have your room.” Catherine smothered a grin; now, I spent every night with Cliesh. “I shouldn"t laugh; we"re so glad you"re together.”
“La Divine"s a great lady; she"ll co
