I stood at the back of the dining room, cheeks aching from the beaming smile I'd worn since the guests started arriving at the annex just this morning, now all seated and watching as one of the stunning brides swept her way to the front of the room, trailing her giant train behind her. Aundrea looked a vision in ivory satin, the ruffled hem of her gown embroidered with colorful flowers that climbed through the overlay of lace weighing down the full skirt. Pamela waited at the top ...