Gay N. Lewis

“The two women stepped back and looked at one another. “You look great!” they said simultaneously. Rachel tugged Ivy to the side of the concourse to avoid other passengers. “Sit, sit,” she said as she lowered herself back onto the bench. “Did you find a dress you want to wear?” “Yes, but I still don’t understand why you’re low-keying such a momentous occasion as your wedding.” “Luke and I love each other. Our relationship is so special that we don’t need all that hoo-haw. That’s why I told you just to find a nice gown.” “Speaking of Luke…” Ivy’s head swiveled from one side to the other. “Where is the man? I thought you two were inseparable.” Rachel”
― Gay N. Lewis, A Blizzard Wedding

“Instead, her fiancé was nowhere to be found.”
― Gay N. Lewis, A Blizzard Wedding