Hidden Riches

Chapter 49

The doorbell loudly rang. It must be The Wedding Planner. I ran down the stairs and through the living room, Logan walking behind me. 

I swung the front door open to see a woman. The woman was very tall with shiny red hair falling down her shoulders. She was in a clean white top and a black pencil skirt. She wore black 5- inch heels on her feet, along with plenty of bracelets around her wrists. 

"Hello!" She squealed. "I'm your wedding planner! It's very nice to meet you. You must be the bride!" she smiled and held her head out to me. I happily shook it. 

"Yes, I am! My name is Hannah Sky. Soon to be Mrs. Python."

"Oh how wonderful! Do not worry, I'll make this transition so exciting for you. By the way, my name is Emerald."

"Nice to meet you, Emerald." Logan said behind me.

"Mr. Python!" Emerald said, her face growing slightly red. "It's so nice to meet after such a long time! You've gotten quite big!"

"Thank you, Emerald. We haven't talked in two decades so of course I have grown. But, I noticed that you have gone back to being a natural red head."

"Yes, I couldn't keep with the trends." She giggled. 

If he has seen a wedding planner before, that must mean his parents were either getting remarried or they had split up. I assume to second choice. 

"Please, come inside." I said, opening the door wider. 

"Thank you, very, very much." she entered the house, her heels clicking against the ground. I quickly locked the door behind her and turned to Logan. "The living room?" I asked.

"Yes. Please join us in the living room, Emerald. It'll be a lot more comfortable in there."

"My pleasure," she smiled. She followed Logan and I into the giant living room. We sat onto the big comfy couch. Emerald began to pull out a few folders. 

"While you set up, how about I get us some snacks?" Logan said, sitting up from the couch. 

"That would be lovely." Emerald said. 

"Yes, please." I smiled at him. Before he left the room, he gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.

I love it when he does this....

I watched as Emerald began to pull pictures from her folders. She set the pictures on the table, scattering them so we could get a perfect image of them all. I saw pictures of flowers, table/table clothes, chairs, sculptures, etc. Everything looked so gorgeous. I had no idea what we would choose. 

Logan quickly came back with a platter of food and drinks. He set them at the end of the table. I immediately grabbed a cracker and popped it into my mouth. Delicious. 

"Alright, let's get started. Now, I understand that you will not be having your wedding at a church. Why not?"

"Well..." Logan started. "My family isn't very heavy on religion."

"Neither is mine." I said. "We wouldn't want to get married in a place that we don't belong."

"I understand." Emerald said. "A lot of my clients feel the same way. But, when you have an outside wedding, mother nature will hug you and squeeze you tight, letting you know she approves. Unless it rains of course." she giggled. "Your wedding is going to be at your Grandfather's meadow, right Mr. Python?" 

"Yes, it will be. My parents, aunts and uncles were married there as well. It has become tradition."

"Has your fiance seen this place yet?"