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it, Mom. That’s just an old wives’ tale.”
    “Yes, of course,” Nora said finally and made way for her future son-in-law.
    “I’m glad I got to see you in the dress. A guy needs a little warning. You look so gorgeous. I would have fainted at the altar watching you walk down the aisle.”
    Rebecca shook her head, totally charmed out of any annoyance, Lucy was sure. Jeremy put his hands on Rebecca’s waist and she leaned over to give him a kiss.
    Everyone looked away, giving the couple some privacy. Lucy thought she heard Suzannesigh again. Dana caught Lucy’s gaze and rolled her eyes.
    It was Maggie’s voice that pulled them all back to the business at hand. “You’re a lucky man, Jeremy,” she said to him. “If you could just step back a moment, we’ll finish pinning this hem and you can have her all to yourself again.”
    Jeremy did as he was told, his gaze finally drifting from Rebecca’s as she was forced to turn, and then turn again.
    He looked over at the knitting group and his future mother-in-law, as if noticing them all for the first time. Lucy got the impression that he was a super nice guy, but very awkward socially. She tried to think of some easy conversation starter, but Phoebe beat her to it.
    “Cool scarf. Did Rebecca make that for you?”
    Jeremy looked down at his scarf with pride. “Yes, she did. She does wonderful work. Fast, too.”
    “Wow, that is some wild self-striping yarn. I’ve never seen so many colors in one skein.” Phoebe examined the stitch work closely. “This stuff would make awesome socks.”
    “Oh, it’s not self-striping. I only wish it were.” Rebecca looked over her shoulder as Maggie and Nora worked on the hem.
    “Eyes front, Rebecca. You don’t want this hem to be crooked do you?” Maggie used her firm, schoolteacher voice. Even Lucy looked forward suddenly.
    Rebecca turned to face forward but kept talking. “He’s very particular about his scarves and the colors he likes and the order of the stripes. He picks out the yarn himself and writes me long, detailed descriptions.”
    Jeremy looked embarrassed.He blushed like a teenager. “Oh, come on. I’m not that bad. You always tell me to choose. I just like certain colors. It’s cheerful. It makes me happy when I wear it.” He playfully flipped the end of his scarf over his shoulder. “We science geeks are all a little obsessive. You always knew that about me.”
    “Yes, I did.” Rebecca smiled, risking Maggie’s wrath as she turned her head for a second to meet his gaze. “And I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
    Jeremy laughed. “Lucky me.”
    “So, Jeremy, the big day is almost here. The bride seems pretty calm. How do you feel?” Dana asked.
    “I’m great,” he replied with a quick nod. “I’m glad we moved the date up. I know it was annoying,” he acknowledged, glancing at Nora. “But if Rebecca and I are married even sooner, all the better.”
    “How did you two meet? Rebecca didn’t tell us.” Suzanne’s voice had that dreamy tone. She couldn’t get enough of this romantic wedding stuff, could she? Little pink cupids were practically bobbing around her head.
    “We met at the school where Rebecca teaches. Rebecca runs the after-school program and I came there last September as a volunteer to start a science club. I took one look and I knew she was the one.”
    “Chemistry, right?” Suzanne quipped, thrilled with the love-at-first-sight tale.
    “What a sweet story,” Dana agreed. “It’s so nice that you met volunteering.”
    “Rebecca’s students don’t have many advantages,” her mother said. “She gives a lot of extra timeto help them. She may not be able to once she’s married and has a family.”
    “Oh, Mom, please stop.” Rebecca had come full circle on the stool and now looked down from her exalted height. “Let’s just get through the wedding before you start worrying about grandchildren.”
    Nora laughed, taking no offense. “Fair enough,” she