Authors: Unknown
'When you said that you wanted me to make your wedding dress that day you found me on the kitchen floor, I never thought I'd live to do it,' Alice had told her. 'My mind was more on shrouds than bridal gowns. It will be the happiest day of my life when I see you in it.'
To Fenella's amazement, Sonya offered them her home for the reception. 'That is very generous of her!' Fenella exclaimed when Max told her. 'There was a time when I thought she'd come back to take up where she'd left off.'
'It might have been like that at first,' he said, 'but she told me that she only needed to see the way I looked at you to know that a second time round was not on the cards.'
It was going to be a Christmas wedding, with white fur round the hem of her dress, a matching muff decorated with snowdrops and a frosted coronet holding her veil in place.
But before it was their turn, she and Max had to fulfil their functions on Ann and Simon's big day and, as she observed their happiness, Fenella knew that when she walked down the aisle to stand beside the man who had brought law, order and love into her life, she would be marrying her heart's desire.