And the Words: “Oh dear, a marriage specialist,” says Nancy. – In Sight of the Lake by Alice Munro.
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It was blustery as Nancy walked along the seafront, the smell of sea salt wafting over her.
The University was in the distance and so was St Hilda’s church where she was supposed to be, at that moment.
A gust blew the lace veil from her head and she saw it float away out of reach.
A pink blob was running towards her from the church. It was her Bridesmaid, Carol, wearing the dress that her Mother-in-Law had chosen. That Woman had completely taken over. It was her choice of Bridesmaid dresses, her choice of venue, and instead of Barbados, Margaret had insisted they go to their country house in Scotland as it was a family tradition. What made her really mad was that her fiancé sided against her. The two would converge on her and before she knew it she’d given in.
Carol called out “Nance, what’s wrong? They’re waiting, you know?”
“I can’t go through with it. It’s not my wedding, it’s Margaret’s.”
“But what about Gav? You can’t just leave him there. You don’t want to go through life a nomad, all empty?”
“Oh dear, a marriage specialist,” says Nancy, to herself.
Carol was carrying the rucksack she’d given her with her comfy shoes in it.
“let me have those shoes.”
Taking off the white stiletto’s she rubbed her feet and put the other shoes on.
“But you can’t just walk off” Carol whined.
Hurling the stiletto’s into the sea, she turned and shouted: “Just Watch me!”
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