Chapter 21

Whitney

"Do you like this color?" I hold up a piece of pale yellow fabric next to an off-white. "Does it wash this out?"

"I like them together, especially for a spring or early summer wedding. When is this one?" Addison asks, grabbing the appointment book from my table.

We're in my kitchen today, working on some of the things we've unintentionally let pile up. I have a whole list I want to get through today, and Addison, bless her heart, brought me an iced decaf coffee from our local shop. We're checking stuff off our list like nobody's business. "I think it's in April of next year, but I'm meeting her next week to talk about color. I want to give her some options."

"You're right, it is April. Ohhhh," she reaches over grabbing another piece of fabric. "What about the yellow and either a mint or a light blue? It's unusual, but it could be striking with the right back drop."

I grab my notebook, jotting down notes. "I love that!"

"So what are your colors gonna be when you marr