“Edward, I’ve made my decision”
The door was closed, but the angry voices still filtered through. Anne seemed unaware, and her fingers fixing Margarets clothing. Margarets hair was long and loose, not in the usual half tucked away style her father insisted on. Margaret would want to wear her hair up after she was married, she supposed. Maybe they would hire a maid to do it for her, if her husband was rich enough.
“I’m asking you father, reconsider”
“Do you think I haven’t considered?”
“This is Margarets future life”
It made her head hurt a little, and she couldn’t concentrate, not even on her mother. Annes mother had been a tailors daughter, she had told her once, and she had passed on the skills, mother to daughter. Margaret was thankful for her mothers deft fingers now. When she was married she would be able to do the same for her children… That was a pleasant daydream, and Margaret had passed the time doing that a lot lately, but it didn’t last. Her father and brother interrupted yet again.
“This is all of our future lives”
“Father, please”
“Listen to me Edward. I have made my decision. I will not change my mind. Don’t even think of trying to.”
Margaret had had enough. Anne scarcely realised what she was doing as she walked through the door, and her brother and father turned shocked eyes to her. This was her day, they needed to stop.
“Margaret, what are you doing?” She wasn’t exactly sure which of them said that…it could of been either. She looked at them. Both were still shocked, but regaining composure. Her father was scowling slightly, stern as usual. If she were still a girl, she would have faltered, but she would be a wife and a woman come morning. Her brother was flushed with the heat of the debate, but he looked concerned, rather than anything else.
“Stop arguing. Mother and I are waiting on you” Margaret left, before father began to work himself up, which he definitely would do. Margaret wouldn’t ever normally have dreamed of speaking to him in that way, but this was her day. She was getting married.
“You look beautiful, darling” Her mother smiled at her and Margaret sat down and smiled back. That was just what she wanted to be told! Why didn’t the others tell her that? Father didn’t smile a lot…so that was understandable, but Edward had been so dour since father decided on the marriage, and what were they arguing about just then? It couldn’t have been this, could it?
“Edward, don’t you think I look lovely?” Edward entered the room with their father watched mother flutter around the room, applying cosmetics to Margarets face, pinning her hair, sorting her dress… He still wasn’t joining in though. Margaret wanted them all to be happy, and they weren’t being. She tried again, sending a big smile in his direction, but received…nothing back.
“Look!” He did smile a bit then, but only a little bit”Isn’t it nice?” It was very nice, if Margaret did say so herself. It was Lawrence’s work, and even he seemed to be happy for her. Father had even bought this for her, and when was the last time he had done that?
Father had taken his leave of them, banging the door in a way that made the other three Reddirns flinch, each in their own way.
Mother was still busying around, asking Margaret if she was well, and Margaret was. A little prickle of nerves, every now and again, but that must be normal, and she had only to reach up and feel the shape of her hair, or know how attractive she must look for her worries to be soothed. All would be well. She had never seen her husband, but she would do when she was married, and she hadn’t actually thought very much about him. She was sure he would be gallant, and handsome, and rich, like he should be. She looked beautiful. Lawrence’s work really was the best.
Margaret wasn’t sure what her mother was doing now…she must already have finished. Edward was skulking somewhere in the background, taking worried glances out the door. The two of them looked more fearful than her when they heard footsteps making their way towards the room. Margaret turned, knowing that it would be her father, and Anne began to take her hands, when he entered.
“Anne, leave her. It’s time”
Credits
Margarets hair: http://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims3-sets-hair/title/over-the-light–hairstyle-set/id/1221976/
Margarets dress: http://www.modthesims.info/download.php?t=365587
It’s been a while! Exams are going on right now, but mainly my issue is that I’ve had a bit of trouble getting this post to the point where I’m happy to publish it. I do have the next two posts typed and ready but am having the same problem with them, although hopefully I’ll be a little speedier. As usual any feedback is much appreciated. 🙂
Kingdom of Eos 
Oh no I forgot who she’s marrying
I need to go reread some chapters as a refresher lol, it’s been awhile but I’m glad you’re back! I’ve missed this story! Hopefully the wedding goes well…
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It’ll be around in the next few chapters anyway, I’ll try and be a bit more exact with the details too. We won’t be seeing this wedding but we’ll be catching up with them afterwards
Thanks! 🙂
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