I loved all of the details of the wedding. Obviously much research went into this.
I especially loved this part
Bernie bent down and whispered in his wife’s ear, “Es-tu prete, Ma cherie?” (Ready, my darling?)
Abrihet looked up at him, a radiant smile showed brilliant white teeth, how one’s heart could contain such happiness! “Oui!” Was her only reply. Gathering the skirt of her dress, they took to the floor in their first dance as husband and wife, a charming, flawlessly executed waltz. Seeing how graceful Abrihet was surprised no one. But to watch her new mate glide across the floor like a latter day Fred Astaire was something of a shock to the guests from America. Especially the Kents who had no idea he would dance at his reception, much less waltz!
“Wow! Talk about impressive!” Lois turned to a middle-aged woman, one of Abrihet’s colleagues and said, “Madame Allaire, were you aware that Bernie could dance so well? How long have they been practicing?” Lois asked.
Great chapter. I can't wait until the next one...
Mike
