Aunt Renee gently set her teacup down on the saucer. She looked at her niece with a very proud, highly emotional expression.
"There is one more highly important matter," Aunt Renee announced quietly. "I received a letter from the seamstress in the country this morning."
Delaney sat up slightly straighter in her chair. Her heart fluttered with sudden excitement.
Delaney's mother's wedding dress had already been altered to her shape. The beautiful, ivory silk dress covered in tiny seed pearls had been slightly too large in the waist.
The skilled seamstress at Oakridge had worked carefully for the past few days to take the fabric in, ensuring it fit Delaney's delicate figure completely perfectly.
"Is it finished?" Delaney asked eagerly.
