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Delilah arrived at Greg and Natalie’s house. We’d arranged to do some wedding planning while Nahum was training at the pool in nearby Baulkham Hills.

“Come through, thank you for coming.”

We sat down at the kitchen table.

“What are you thinking in terms of your wedding dress?”

“Well, I would absolutely love long sleeves, if I could, but the wedding will be in the warmer months--.”

“How do you feel about lace?”

“Yes, lace would be lovely.”

Natalie sketched up a wedding gown, in soft pencil.

“That looks absolutely beautiful. You’re so talented.”

I gave Delilah a side-hug, pressing my cheek against hers.

“Well, if you’re happy, I’ll work on a pattern. You’re already beautiful, it’s time to turn you into a beautiful bride.”

Delilah beamed. I grinned, too, grateful for Natalie’s skills as a dressmaker, worthy of all the praise she received.


Abbey Sim is the founder of Huldah Media. She is a creative writing, law and theology student who lives on the lands of the Dharug people in Sydney, Australia. Abbey desires to explore themes of hope, love and longing through her storytelling. She is the author of 'Shadow' and 'From the Wild'.

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