Diane Redmond - The Sunny Bridesmaid

“That’s not true!” Luke protested. “I love Chloe and I can’t wait to marry her. It’s just that I’m disapppointed that Dad and I won’t be able to go to the game, like we’d planned to.”

“You’re not going to cancel the wedding just because of a silly game of football?” Molly asked in a panic.

“Of course not,” laughed Luke.

“We’ll probably be able to see the game on satellite television in Australia,” said Dad, hopefully.

A few days later Molly, Mum and Gran went to the Blushing Brides shop in town where Molly slipped into the dress of her dreams. As it settled in a billow of lacy folds around her Molly smiled at her reflection.

“It’s beautiful!” she cried as she spun around in front of the mirror in her bare feet.

The dream dress, the gold shoes with tiny pink pearls stitched around the toes, and the gold tiara were all laid in a shiny silver box and covered with layers of sliver tissue paper. Holding the box, Molly smiled all the way home. She was going to be a bridesmaid in twenty-three days and she was going to wear the most beautiful dress in the world!

Chapter Three

On the day of their departure, the whole family were up at dawn. They were blearyeyed but very excited. Gran had repacked her suitcase five times and still hadn’t enough room for her knitting! Mum’s wedding hat was in a box that Dad sat on twice! Molly’s pink dress was in a suitcase on top of her other clothes and Dad had lost the key to it!

The groom was the most relaxed of all. His outfit was waiting for him in Australia, so he didn’t have anything to worry about.

At the airport Molly anxiously put her precious suitcase on the check-in counter.

“Where will it go?” she asked.

“In the hold of the plane,” the check-in assistant replied. “It’ll be perfectly safe,” she added with a reassuring smile.

Molly watched her suitcase shunt along the moving ramp then disappear into a dark hole with all the other bags and cases. She worked out how many hours it would be until she had her hands on the case again. Twenty-seven and a half hours! Goodness, what were they going to do in the plane for that long?

In fact, the time whizzed by. There were so many films to watch and so many meals to eat. They slept a lot, played cards and when there was nothing else to do Molly gazed out of the port-hole window and watched the sun go down and the moon come up.

When they landed in Australia Molly was wild with excitement. She couldn’t wait to get off the plane and reclaim her suitcase. It seemed like ages before they were allowed into the airport building where Molly ran to the luggage area. Holding her breath, she watched the luggage from their flight tumble onto the carousel. Rucksacks, boxes, holdalls, trunks, cases and parcels. Round and round they went. Mum’s case. Dad’s case. Gran’s case. Luke’s case. Dad’s video case. Luke’s rucksack. Mum’s precious hat box. Round and round … until there was nothing left at all. By this time poor Molly was in floods of tears and Mum was complaining loudly to an airport official.

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