Book3:WereMyDreamIs

shortdistanceawayandtoldthemthatitwastimetodriveover.

    Thereressivefleetoftwelvebcksuperluxurysedanswaitingattheentrahehoteshortdistanceaway.Thegroomsatihandbrideihcarwiththeirattendants,whiletheirentewasscatterediofthecars.ThisarrawasmadebecausetheO’Brianfamilywaomakeagreatshowoftheirwealthandairofgrandeuraswelstoexpresshowimportantthisweddingwastothem.Thefleetoftwelvecarsmadetheirwayslowlytowardsthechurchwithhornsbringasamarkofcelebration,insortwiththeloudlyringingchurchbells.Asthebride’scarslowlydroveby,ImaginationsaidtoDimitri,

    “Isn’tthatbrideNovel?Look!Sheisturningherheadtolooktowardsus!ButIdon’tthinksheseeveryclearlybehindherveil,soshemaynotdiscoveritisusstandingbytheroadside…