Today is my turn on Catherine Ferguson's blog tour for her brilliant new book Four Weddings & A Fiasco, Catherine is one of my favourite authors and before I share my review in a little while, here is an exclusive extract from a short story about Katy Peacock, set before the novel is set. ENJOY!
ONE BRIDE AND A BOMBSHELL
13 - EPILOGUE
I saw Jonathan a few months later when I was home for another visit. He was coming out of Rosa’s coffee shop in the village with a pretty, brown-haired girl and they were laughing about something. He looked really happy and I was glad.
He saw me and turned, recognition flashing in his eyes.
We smiled in a sort of conspiratorial way and he winked, and that’s when I knew beyond any doubt that I’d done the right thing that day.
I felt surprisingly philosophical about the total farce that was my ‘trial’.
I reasoned that Camilla would have sacked me soon enough anyway. Because I could never have kept up the charade of being super-humble and subservient. It’s just not in my nature.
Sienna asked me if I’d changed my mind about becoming a wedding photographer.
I laughed. But then I thought about it, and I realised that actually, the opposite was true.
I wanted it more than ever.
Sure, the day with Camilla had been a shambles. But I’d not only survived it, I’d managed to save the day – for Jonathan, at any rate. And that experience had given me a confidence in myself and my decisions that I sensed would take me far in the business world.
‘Watch this space,’ I told Sienna with a smile. ‘Just watch this space . . . ‘
13 - EPILOGUE
I saw Jonathan a few months later when I was home for another visit. He was coming out of Rosa’s coffee shop in the village with a pretty, brown-haired girl and they were laughing about something. He looked really happy and I was glad.
He saw me and turned, recognition flashing in his eyes.
We smiled in a sort of conspiratorial way and he winked, and that’s when I knew beyond any doubt that I’d done the right thing that day.
I felt surprisingly philosophical about the total farce that was my ‘trial’.
I reasoned that Camilla would have sacked me soon enough anyway. Because I could never have kept up the charade of being super-humble and subservient. It’s just not in my nature.
Sienna asked me if I’d changed my mind about becoming a wedding photographer.
I laughed. But then I thought about it, and I realised that actually, the opposite was true.
I wanted it more than ever.
Sure, the day with Camilla had been a shambles. But I’d not only survived it, I’d managed to save the day – for Jonathan, at any rate. And that experience had given me a confidence in myself and my decisions that I sensed would take me far in the business world.
‘Watch this space,’ I told Sienna with a smile. ‘Just watch this space . . . ‘