The Party 2
The Party Janet L. Stickney The music started, and as I stood at the head of the aisle waiting, my sister's husband took my arm. "Ready?" Words failed me, but I managed to nod my head yes, even as I felt the sharp tightness of the corset holding me in. I watched as the Bridesmaids started walking down the aisle, one by one, escorted to the altar, until at last it was my turn. I looked around, saw the people waiting for me. The flowers in my gloved hand contrasted nicely...