Will Bear the Moon
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Each word echoes hard against the walls as she goes on, her hands gesticulating wildly, bangles chiming like wind chimes in a storm.
"And then this little tailor of a man—such a tiny thing, honestly, how anyone can be so small I'll never know." She snorts, reaching for another sweet from the silver platter without pause. "Anyway, I told him, if the lilies arrive that late, I'll simply walk down the aisle with no flowers at all! Can you imagine? Me, the bride, without flowers!"
Her laughter crashes through the room like breaking glass. Cookie crumbs tumble from her lips as she throws her head back, cornflower braids catching the weak sunlight. The yellow tulle of her dress spreads across the
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