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- Authors: Carley Fortune
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Nine Days Until Bridget’s Wedding
I study the illustration on the table in front of me, frowning. It’s more
detailed than my typical sketches. Sometimes, just to show off, I’ll whip up
a simple line drawing while a client watches. But I’ve been working with
flowers for more than five years, and I don’t need to mock up the archways
and chuppahs anymore. This time, though, I’ve carefully rendered each leaf
and petal, shaded them in greens and blues and whites. But it’s still not
right. Floral archways are my specialty, and this one has to be spectacular.
Breathtaking. Perfect. Because this is the arch Bridget will stand beneath
when she and Miles promise to love and cherish each other, forever, in front
of their friends and family. It’s where they will share their first kiss as a
married couple. Bridget’s dad is walking her down the aisle, but I feel like
I’m giving her away, too. My best friend, soon to be married.
“I think something’s missing. It needs more drama,” I say to Farah.
She’s my second in command at In Bloom and has worked here almost as
long as I have. She’s a poet with an impeccable eye and a creative soul that
was catnip to my aunt. Farah says arranging flowers helps her art. She likes
her eyeliner smudgy and black and her clothing bright. Today it’s neon
orange bike shorts.
I spin in my stool to face her. “What do you think?”
She hums, then shuffles the papers so that all my sketches of Bridget’s
flowers—the centerpieces, bouquets, boutonnieres, swags, and various
other arrangements—are lined up together. “You’ve got so much plant
material here, there may not be room for the guests.”
Farah has a manner that oscillates between indifference and disdain. It
took months of working together before I saw her full smile, the cute gap
between her front teeth, and months after that to learn the attitude is mostly
bluster. Farah brings her black Lab, Sylvia, to work with her, and she’s a
doting dog mom. Sylvia’s sleeping under the table now, her nose on my
foot.
“You think it’s too much?” I ask.
She slits her espresso eyes my way. “You don’t usually overthink the
design like this.”
It’s true. Aunt Stacy showed me how to properly care for flowers, both
in the garden and the vase, and she delighted in handing down her tricks.
But my sense of balance, of color and form—that’s innate. And once I’m
flowing, the way my hands take over for my brain is magic. The quick snip
of shears against stem is my favorite sound.
“You have an eye, my darling,” my aunt used to say. “A gift that cannot
be taught.” Stacy was an actor before she was a florist. Her claim to fame
was a recurring role as a busybody Italian relative on the Canadian teen
drama Ready or Not and three seasons with the Stratford Festival.
She was
full of proclamations, and she doled them out with grandeur.
“I know,” I say to Farah. “But . . .” I drift off.
“It’s Bridget,” she finishes.
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