Margaret returned to the cottage from her Aunt Sophia’s bursting with exciting news to share with her mother and grandmother.
‘Mama, Grandmama, Cousin Mary is getting married. Isn’t that exciting?’
‘Who is she marrying?’ Elizabeth Cullen joked.
‘Oh, Grandmama, don’t be silly. She is marrying James Moloney. He loves her so much. Mary is so happy. She said there’ll be lots of food and dancing at the wedding party.’ Margaret held out the hem of her apron as she circled around the centre of the drawing room. ‘They are getting married in July. Isn’t that the middle of winter, Mama?’
‘Yes. July is winter. It will be cold. But your Papa and I got married in winter, in August. Aunt Sophia and Aunt Betsy married in the middle of summer. I remember they were so hot in that wedding dress. Aunt So
