Halleigh was in hog heaven. She was getting presents, she was the center of attention, and she was getting married to a great guy. I didn’t think she really knew her groom that well, but I was certainly willing to believe that there were wonderful sides to Andy Bellefleur that I’d never seen or heard. cheap prom dress Andy had more imagination than the average middle-class man in Bon Temps; I knew that. And Andy had fears and desires he’d buried deeply; I knew that, too. Halleigh’s mother had come from Mandeville to attend the shower, of course, and she was doing her smiling best to support Wedding Dresses her daughter. I thought I was the only one who realized that Halleigh’s mother hated crowds, even crowds this small. Every moment she sat in Marcia’s living room was very uncomfortable for Linette Robinson. At this very moment, while she was laughing at another little sally by Elmer Claire, wedding gowns she was wishing passionately that she was home with a good book and a glass of iced tea. I started to whisper to her that it would all be over in (I cast a glance at my watch) another hour, hour-fifteen at the outside—but I remembered in time that I’d bridal wedding dress just freak her out worse than she already was. I jotted down “Selah Pumphrey—dish towels,” and sat poised to record the next gift. Selah Pumphrey had expected me to give her a Big Reaction when she’d sailed in the door, since for weeks Selah had been dating that vampire I’d abjured. Selah was always imagining I’d jump on her and whack her in the head. Selah had a low opinion of me, not that she knew me at all. She certainly didn’t realize that the vampire in question was simply off my radar now. I was guessing she’d been invited because she’d been Andy and Halleigh’s real estate agent when they’d bought their little house.

Halleigh was in hog heaven

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