Book3:WereMyDreamIs
omething.“Westillhaveasttrickwehavenotusedyet.” Retiringtothevestryroom,theoldpastorsatdownbehindhisdesktotakeabreak.Butbeforehecouldquenchhisthirstwithadrinkofwaterortakeabreatherhesaidtohissecretary, “Quick…Catchtheanistbeforeheleavesahimknowtherewillbeanotherweddingtofolloheweddingwouldloselusterwithanmusidalso,askthejanitorstosweepawaytherice,fetti,rosepetalsandweddingpoppersonthegroundahemtoopenallthedoorsandwindows.Thechurchwascrowdedtocapacityandthesmellofperfumewasoverp.ItmightsmellIfeelitisnotpatibletothesanctityandsolemnityofthechurestthing,havethemnotifythepartiesofthesedweddingthattheceremonieswilleimeinthirtyminutes…Letmeseeifthereisanythingelse…No,Ithinkthat’sit.Pleas