Once in a Lifetime. Cathy Kelly
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Название: Once in a Lifetime
Автор: Cathy Kelly
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные любовные романы
isbn: 9780007389346
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‘I’ll nip down to the shop to get milk and tea,’ Natalie said.
‘Jesus, no!’ shrieked Lizzie. ‘Get the hairdresser away from my mother. She’s hogging her. It’s my day, not hers. I need to be done now. They can do without bloody tea. There’s a giant bottle of Bailey’s in the kitchen, they can have that in coffee and feck the milk.’
Nearly an hour later, the hairdresser was nailing giant heated rollers into Lizzie’s hair to moans of ‘Ouch, that hurt!’
Anna, who was bridesmaid number two, had turned up and she and Natalie had been tag-phoning the make-up lady every ten minutes. The woman hadn’t replied to either messages or texts.
‘She’s obviously not coming,’ Anna said. ‘We’ll never get anyone at such short notice. What’ll we do?’
‘Don ‘t look at me. You know I’m hopeless with make-up,’ Natalie said.
‘I can do mine, but I’ve never done anyone else’s,’ said Anna.
‘Baileys and coffee anyone?’ roared the mother of the bride from downstairs.
Natalie had a brainwave.
‘Charlie from Kenny’s–she runs the Organic Belle department–she might be able to lend us someone for an hour. She’s lovely, she’d help out, I know.’
Charlie recognised an emergency when she heard one.
‘It’s quiet enough this morning,’ she said. ‘I can’t lend you anyone, but if I take an early lunch, I’ll pop round and do it myself. Will an hour and a half be long enough?’
‘You’re an angel!’ said Natalie gratefully. An hour and a half would get Lizzie and her mother done. Everyone else could fend for themselves.
She went into the bedroom to tell Lizzie the good news and was waylaid by bridesmaid number three, Steve’s sister, Shazza, who’d insisted on being a bridesmaid, and having got her wish had been doing her level best to take over. ‘I think we should all put our hair up,’ she said.
‘What?’ Natalie asked, bewildered.
‘Up, it’s more flattering,’ said Shazza, holding her own blonde hair up to demonstrate.
Shazza had gone against Lizzie’s dictat that spray tans would look ridiculous at a February wedding and was the rich brown colour of an Italian handbag. Everyone else’s skin was pure Irish blue.
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