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bow at the end for a finishing touch.
    Eve had retreated to her room on the second floor and didn’t want to eat lunch. Phyllis tried to persuade her that she ought to eat, but she didn’t work very hard at it. If Eve was too nervous to eat, it was best not to push her. As soon as the cake had sat in the freezer long enough, Phyllis and Carolyn went to work frosting and decorating it. Phyllis worked on the groom’s cake while Carolyn worked on the wedding cake. Carolyn was a little more skilled with the decorating tips, so Phyllis was happy to let her do most of the finishing touches. By the time they were finished, the cakes were a thing of beauty, Sam declared.
    The wedding cake had three tiers and sat on a floating cake stand that had white tulle and white lights powered by a battery along the back support. The little battery pack was hidden with a bow. The cake was a creamy white with hearts iced on the sides to match Eve’s topper. The groom’s cake had chocolate frosting with matching hearts on it.
    Carefully, Sam carried the wedding cake into the dining room. “If you drop it,” Carolyn warned, “don’t even pack your bags. Just leave and never come back.”
    “Don’t worry,” Sam told her. “I won’t drop it. But if I did, the door wouldn’t even have a chance to hit me in the backside before I was gone.”
    The punch was made and sitting in the refrigerator ready to be poured into the bowl. The decorations were up. The flowers had been delivered, expensive at this time of year but beautiful to look at as well as filling the air with their fragrance. All the preparations were made. The only thing left now was for everyone to get dressed. Phyllis and Carolyn got into their dresses. Phyllis really did like her dress. The sapphire blue was a good color for her, and the trumpet skirt was slimming and created curves in all the right places. The ice blue one Carolyn had was nice, too, but she liked the darker blue. Carolyn commented that she was glad they had gotten the bows to match the dresses fixed. They added some simple jewelry, did their hair and makeup, and then went to help Eve.
    Eve had decided to go with a sleeveless white lace floor-length dress, but she added a pretty three-quarter-sleeved white lace bolero. She also didn’t want to spend the morning at the beauty shop, so Phyllis and Carolyn helped her with her hair and makeup.
    Sam put on his suit and stepped outside again, even though the storm front had moved on past the area and the chances of bad weather now were small. While he was standing on the porch, Roy drove up and parked in the driveway. He was very dapper and handsome in his suit as he got out of his car.
    “None of the guests have arrived yet?” he asked.
    “Nope,” Sam replied. “They ought to start showin’ up soon, though. We sort of dodged a bullet on the weather, so more than likely we’ll have a full house.” Before they went in, he paused and put a hand on Roy’s arm. “I don’t know if I’ve said this before, but Eve means a whole lot to all of us, and we’re glad she found a good fella like you, Roy. If anything was to make her unhappy, well, none of us would be happy, either.”
    Roy chuckled and asked, “Is that a veiled warning to treat her right or else?”
    “The thought that you might not never entered my mind, old son,” Sam drawled. “I’m just sayin’; that’s all.”
    Roy clapped a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry. I intend to devote the rest of my life to making that woman happy.”
    The first guests began to arrive a few minutes later. Phyllis and Carolyn were putting the finishing touches on Eve’s makeup when Sam tapped on the door and called through it, “Roy’s here and folks are startin’ to show up.”
    “Is the minister here yet?” Eve asked.
    “Not yet. I’ll keep you posted.”
    “Don’t worry, Eve,” Carolyn said. “Everything’s going to go off without a hitch . . . so to speak.”
    “I’ll hold you to