But it remained still and cold in her hand, the way it had the previous nineteen times she had checked it.“We’re ready for the bouquet,” Rose called out.Phoebe put the phone away. If Patrick were going to phone, he would have done it by now. She knew he’d received the flower, because Brian had called with the news of his successful delivery while leaving Patrick’s building.Looking up, Phoebe realized Marge Banning was standing a couple of feet away in her wedding dress. She looked amazing...like a woman in love whose every dream was coming true.Phoebe carefully picked up the bouquet she’d put together for Marge. Roses, exactly the same as last time, yet today they looked fresh and bright. They went perfectly with the wedding dress, and if Phoebe didn’t know better, she would have sworn that Anne had secretly made some changes to it. It was the same flowing dress in delicate cream with expertly picked out stitching that it had been before, but today, it looked truly perfect on Marge.As Phoebe handed her the bouquet, she said, “You look beautiful.”Marge was normally a good looking woman, but today she shone with happiness, and that only made her more beautiful.
