Ray Mills

Making The Bride Maid

Chapter 1

Randi Coles kicked off the bedcovers and groaned softly. It was stifling in her room. It must be the hottest night of the year, she thought. Her room felt like an oven.

Even though the window was open, the air outside was just as hot as it was inside. And the humidity was unbearable. She had put on her flimsiest nightie, which only went down to the tops of her thighs and was made of wispy transparent fabric, but even that was too much.

She decided to go to the refrigerator and get a glass of iced tea.

Maybe that'll cool me off enough so that I can get some sleep, she thought.

And she knew she should get some sleep too. Tomorrow would be a big day. She had the day off from her job as a maid for her sister's wedding. And Randi would also be the maid of honor. She wanted to be at her best, fresh and rested. But how could she do that in this stinking weather?

She tiptoed quietly down the hallway to the kitchen, hoping that at least everyone else was asleep, though she didn't see how they could be in this heat. She knew that Rick, her future brother-in-law, and Dave, her younger brother, had stayed up late playing a game, but they must have gone to bed too. The light was out in the living room.

She tiptoed past the guest room, where Rick was sleeping until the wedding tomorrow, and saw no light under the door. It was dark in the kitchen, but she knew the way to the refrigerator. The light inside of it made it possible for her to find a glass and fill it with iced tea.

"Oh, would you pour one for me too, while you're at it?" a voice behind her suddenly asked in a soft whisper.

"What?" Randi, startled, whirled around.