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constantly late. Finally tucked away in the dressing room at the church, Shannon took the first opportunity to get off her feet for more than two minutes. She lounged on one of the chaises, resisting the urge to rest her head back, already hearing Karen’s bitch if she should loosen even one strand of hair styled in a low, messy bun with a diamond flower clip securing bangs that swept across her forehead.  
    “You better not mess your hair up.”
    Shannon caught her sister’s eye in the mirror of the vanity table at which she sat touching up her makeup, clad only in her white lace corset. “I won’t. Just let me relax for a few minutes, my God,” she groaned.
    “Relax all you want, just don’t mess anything up.”
    The door opened and Maddie rushed in. She held up a bottle of champagne and three flutes. “I snagged this for our little pre-celebration.”
    Karen turned and glared at her. “Did you go out there where everyone could see your dress?”
    Maddie rolled her eyes. “No, my dear, as you can see, I put a robe on. Don’t worry. Nobody saw anything,” she assured Karen as she poured.
    “You better be right,” Karen murmured, warily eyeing the glass of bubbly liquid in her hand.
    Shannon was more than ready to start the celebration, and anything to help her relax she was taking. She took the flute from Maddie and had to restrain from downing it immediately.
    Maddie held her drink in the air. “To the most beautiful bride on the planet on your wedding day. I’m so happy for you and Jerry. He’s one lucky man.”
    “Damn right he is,” Karen said.
    “Even though I still can’t believe you’re getting married, I’m so happy for you!   To the best big sister a girl could have,” Shannon added, fighting back the tears.
    “Don’t you make me cry,” Karen warned.
    They clinked their glasses and giggled at the emotional mess they were. Shannon and Maddie each took a healthy drink of their champagne and just as Karen’s was practically to her lips, she put her flute down.
    “Oh!   I almost forgot. I need you to go get Nancy,” she said to Maddie of the wedding planner. “I forgot to tell her that I want to switch up one of the table arrangements.”
    “Oh, okay.”   Maddie took another sip and headed out.
    Shannon waited until Maddie was out of the room before she turned back to Karen, noticing the champagne still sat ignored.
    “I can’t pretend not to notice anymore. Spill it, please,” she pleaded.
    “What are you talking about?”   Karen adjusted some of the pins in her hair to ensure they were not showing.
    “You and not drinking. When are you going to tell me you’re pregnant?
    Karen’s eyes bugged and a slight blush stole her cheeks, and even though Shannon had been sure, Karen’s confirmation gave her a jolt. Shannon gasped. “Oh my God!   You are!   You’re pregnant?”
    Karen stood and grabbed her hands. “Don’t tell anyone!   I’ve been trying to keep it a secret and pretend to be drinking and stuff, only taking little sips here and there, and I’ve been going crazy thinking I’m not going to fit in my dress, but luckily I’m still kind of small.”
    “How far along are you?”
    “Going on four months. Jerry and I wanted to wait to tell everyone until after the wedding and all the craziness.”
    Shannon pulled her sister into a tight, bouncy hug, and they were giggling with laughter when Maddie walked back in.
    “She’ll be up in a minute. What’s going on?”
    Karen smiled at Shannon before turning to her best friend. “Shannon figured out my big secret, so I’ll tell you, but you cannot tell anyone else.”
    Maddie sat on the chaise. “Tell anyone what?   That you’re pregnant?   I knew that.”
    The smile fell comically from Karen’s face. “How the fuck did you know?”
    “Please, girl. I know you like the back of my hand. You think I haven’t noticed you don’t drink wine anymore, always ready with some excuse, or that you’re practically