“Five days,” she said aloud before turning back to the short text she was typing up.
“Just 5 days away!!” She wrote, “Everything’s going grandly!”
Then she paused and ran seven of her fingers through her dark hair. She did have one major dilemma - her wedding dress that she had ordered two weeks previously…had not yet arrived.
She pushed the thought aside, and grabbed a quick snack. “It'll come,” she said. “I'm probably just being impatient, and need to stop worrying about things like clothes!”
Several days later Leslie was growing extremely worried. “Mom,” she began. “Do we realize that my wedding dress is still not here?”
Mrs. Myring glanced at her second youngest daughter with a worried look. “Yes,” she responded. “I was just tracking it a moment ago and it said that due to extreme weather conditions, two sick mail carriers, four birthday parties, and three car accidents, the dress order has been canceled.”
Leslie gasped. “We don’t have time to order another one! It was supposed to take up to two weeks to deliver. Besides that I already paid for it! And that was all the money I had from the used wallpaper sale!”
“I’m sorry, Honey,” Mrs. Myring patted Leslie on the back. “I know how much you wanted a wedding dress.”
Leslie, Mrs. Myring, and little sister Kristen, plopped down on some chairs to wrack their brains about what to do. Six pancakes and two and a half hours of silence later it was finally decided that the three of them (along with Leslie’s three best friends forever: Leslie, Melissa, and Kelsey) would drive the two hours to the closest wedding dress shop.
The next day after picking up Leslie’s three best friends forever, (who were going to be the bride’s maids because they were her three best friends forever) they began the drive.
Kelsey was bouncing out of her seat with excitement that soon proved to be contagious. Now they were all bouncing out of their seats, (except for Mrs. Myring who had to drive).
They arrived at the, ‘Wedding Dresses For People That I Like’, dress shop. As they looked inside, all of Leslie’s stress returned in full force and spilled over onto the other girls. “Sorry about that,” she told them, trying to wipe it off. They all simultaneously sucked in their breath; not to feel skinnier, just to try to relieve some excess stress that came upon them from seeing SO many dresses!
The lady behind the counter was typing away furiously at a keyboard, her eyes glued to the screen, (figuratively). Her nails were two and a half inches long (literally). All the girls stared at her hands, fully expecting any number of the nails to snap off. (Mrs. Myring didn’t stare. She knew that could be taken as rude.)
The lady (who’s name tag read, Joelie @ ‘Wedding Dresses For People That I Like’, dress shop) did not look up at the group of ladies nor did she say ‘hello’.
“What should we do?” Melissa asked, worriedly wondering if the lady would ever see them.
“Well,” Leslie began, “usually the person behind the counter says, -’How may I help you today’, right?”
“That’s right!” Kelsey whispered, then straightened her shoulders as she stepped closer to the counter she said clearly, “Hello! How may you help us today?”
Mrs. Myring closed her eyes. She knew this was not the way to get help.
The lady at the computer looked over her glasses at Leslie (her fingers and fingernails never slowed for a moment). She spoke, “Your hair is not blonde enough to get married and I am too busy to help you.”
All the girls, (and Mrs. Myring whose eyes were still closed) gasped and stepped back. As they did so, they crashed into four mannequins, and fell to the ground. Brushing themselves off they stood up and straightened the mess.
“Well, I guess you can't ever marry Brandon with hair like that!” Leslie's three best friends forever said in unison. Joelie didn't stop typing. Mrs. Myring disagreed with Leslie's three best friends forever and told them so. “Yes, ma’am,” they replied.
Their last option was to sew a dress, so they left ‘Wedding Dresses For People that I Like’, dress shop, and drove away (after Mrs. Myring opened her eyes so she could see the road).
They found a big store called ‘Walmart’ and hurried inside.
Thankfully there were not four mannequins in this store that the girls might knock over, when they took take a step back to enhance their gasp.
They found some nice white fabric in a nice section of the store called, ‘linens’.
Leslie had already spent all her money from the used wallpaper sale and so her three best friends forever pooled their cash to pay for the nice white fabric. They also got a sewing machine because it was pretty.
When they got home Leslie’s three best friends forever got even friendlier by making popcorn cookies to celebrate. Then they all sat around and watched a video on “How to sew a wedding dress out of nice white fabric”, that they found on YouTube.
They enjoyed the video immensely and laughed at all the right parts. When it was over they discussed it and reminisced about their favorite scenes.
Then they sewed a wedding dress for Leslie out of the nice white fabric. When Leslie tried it on they figured out that they had sewn the front of the dress on inside out and the train was connected to the dress’ neck. Also they had managed to sew the arm holes shut for a new style. Leslie found it hard to fold her hands that way.
They decided the dress was a complete disaster and Leslie’s three best friends forever folded it up and put it in the compost pile for the chickens.
Leslie cried. Then they all went to sleep for the night.
Leslie jerked upright in bed, panting. Her eyes were wide and she had a panicky feeling all over. She leapt from bed, dashed down the stairs and flew towards her desk. She pulled her calendar off the wall and glanced at the date.
She let out a tremendous sigh of relief. It was still two months till her wedding. It had all just been a nightmare!