Our cousin Olivia figured it out and decided we would be the oldest bunch of bridesmaids ever assembled in an Episcopal church for a formal wedding. The red velvet bridesmaids' costumes were actually good-looking cocktail dresses with jackets we could wear later, and were being custom-made for us by a shop in Durham that specialized in that sort of thing. Winfred had lost ten pounds to fit into the wedding dress, and we had people flying in from all over the world. Except the wedding never took place because Charles Kane perished on September 11, 2001, along with three thousand other perfectly lovely, helpless human beings.
– From Ellen Gilchrist's latest novel, A Dangerous Age. Gilchrist will read from and sign copies of the book on Tuesday, May 20, at the Margaret Mitchell House.
Little harsh, in'it?
Oh that's right...I DID say enjoy yourself.
Go to hell Kombo!
When will you be accepting applicants for the 2014 competition?
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