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away. I feared that something was terribly wrong. What could it be? How bad could it really be with Dave? I wanted so much to understand her underlying pain with Dave. I turned slowly and started walking towards the bathroom. I turned my head slightly towards Margaret as she watched me walk away. I turned on the shower, hot then cold, and waited until it was warm. The warm mist from the shower clouded the mirror quickly in the bathroom. A sudden knock on the door startled me and I opened it quickly.
    “Do you need a towel?” Margaret said softly.
    “I’ve got one. Thanks.” I closed and locked the door behind me.
       I didn’t like the look into Margaret’s eyes. I couldn’t even imagine what Margaret was going to tell me. This situation between Dave and Tilly was ugly and I wondered if Margaret already knew about it.
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         I stepped into my wedding dress as Margaret helped me zip it up. The dress was so beautiful and fit me like a glove, hugging my curves and accentuating my breasts and my round bottom. My mother would have been pleased. I swallowed hard and stared at Margaret ready to burst out into tears. She walked over to me and hugged me tightly from behind staring at me through the reflection in the mirror.
    “This is the most important day of your life…you are so lucky to have such a wonderful man by your side. Your parents would have been proud of you.” Her lips quivered as she spoke as the tears teemed at the corner of her eyes, then glided down her cheeks. I loved Margaret so much. I couldn’t do this without her.
        The limo arrived and Margaret held the long train of my dress as we stepped into the limo. Tilly was nowhere to be found and we couldn’t wait any longer. Some bridesmaid she turned out to be.
         We pulled up slowly in front of St. Patrick’s Cathedral. Michael’s limo had arrived before mine. I’m sure that’s exactly how it’s supposed to be. I saw Tilly and Eddie coming out of a cab walking hurriedly to the church. They were late, as usual, and I guess that was the reason Tilly didn’t meet us at the house. Margaret and I slowly walked towards the side entrance of the church. Margaret looked at me, stopped and said softly,
    “Let me look at you,” Margaret gazed at me up and down with pride and love in her eyes.
    “If I had children, I mean, if I had a daughter, I would have wanted her to be just like you.” She said as she held back her tears. Her lips quivered as she studied my face and then met my eyes.
    “Oh Margaret, when my mother died, I never thought I could find anyone who would ever come close to her, ever. But I did, in you. I’m so glad you’re a part of my life. It means the world to me. You would have been a great mother to any child.” I wanted Margaret to know how much I cherished and loved her friendship. Today would be a constant reminder of how important family really is. I missed my mother. The pain in my heart hurt so badly, I closed my eyes and began to cry.
    “No, don’t cry, you’ll mess up your make up, especially you’re mascara, you know how you are.” She wiped my tears with her fingertips. “I love you, Jen. Thank you for opening your heart to me.” She took out a tissue from her tiny blue beaded Coach purse. I stood near the entrance door to wipe my tears when I saw that Michael and Dave were walking together towards the front entrance. He looked so lovely in his black tux, his tie was slightly crooked and he tried to fix it as he walked with Dave. You could see the frustration in his blue-green eyes. His hair was slicked back with tiny waves cropped neatly to the side. I admired his beautiful face that was flushed with anxiety. You could tell he was nervous. My heart fluttered. I looked over at Margaret, and as I was about to enter the church, I saw Dave and Michael stop walking and turn towards each other. They