Girls started swarming Linda as soon as she was close enough to everyone.
"What was it liked" asked one girl.
"How do you feel" asked another
Linda replied in her rather upper class way of talk "Marvelous darling. It's like being in a spa, except now I can attend to other matters as well"

With that she started to head back towards the church when Lucy asked

"Where are you going?"

"To the bathroom to fix my hair of course. It has come loose and I can't be seen looking so informal at a junction like this." she chuckled to herself as if it was the most obvious answer ever.

"well if she did than I will too." said charlotte's cousin Rose. Rose was my brother's daughter. since he had married a Filipina woman, their daughter ended up being mixed. for the most part she resembled her dads side having light skin, curly hair, big blue eyes and freckles, the only part of her that resembled her mom was her hair color which was a light brown as opposed to the blonde that runs in my side of the family. she was about 5'5'' and was really cute. She was wearing a pink dress with a hem that went to just below her knees, it had about three layers of ruffles underneath the skirt and was spaghetti strapped.

Rose was about to Jump when her mother Isabella arrived. She didn't much resemble her daughter, but was rather attractive in her own way having a nice tan to her body as well as soft shoulder length hair. she was wearing a loose fitting white summer dress with flower patterns on it.

"Rose, do you know how much that dress of you are wearing cost me? I can't have you ruining your clothes like this. We do not have such money like Linda."

"I'm sorry but it's for charlotte" Rose replied before leaping off the edge in a jack knife position.

Isabella ran after her but missed and fell right off the edge and landed in the mud together, Rose relatively gracefully, and Isabella face first with a loud splat.

A few seconds later both popped out of the mud. Isabella was completely covered from head to toe but Rose managed to keep some parts clean as the hem had risen up and engulfed part of her upper body.

While Rose stayed down there wallowing in order to make sure no clean spots were left on her once lovely outfit, Isabella came up the hill. We expected her to be angry when she reached the top but instead she said.

"I suppose I should have known better than to wear anything white to another woman's wedding"

"oh no you're right" replied a cute little brunette named Emily. She was one of Jacob's younger sister's at age 19. She was wearing a cute mostly white cotton dress with a hem that went down to her knees.

"I suppose this needs to be fixed" she said right before running off the dock and landing next to Rose.

As far as I was aware, the two had never met before that moment, but they seemed to hit it off with each other quite fast as Emily quickly got to work rubbing in the mud on the increasingly fewer pink spots in Rose's dress. Once that was done the two appeared to be giving each other stylish new hairdos using the mud as a kind of shampoo.

After about 5 minutes of messing up each other's outfits, the girls came back up the hill and did a little dress bow together.

"I had almost broken tradition there." said Emily "I'm glad I got that sorted out otherwise everyone would be judging me when we got back"

the two girls were walking back when they were confronted by Isabella.

"listen I'm sorry Mom, I didn't want that to happen please I can make it up to you"

To Rose's surprise, her mother just let out a small laugh and replied "oh dear don't worry about a thing. After the initial shock it actually felt quite pleasant and refreshing. Besides I was quite worried I would ruin this dress, but now I can just sit back and enjoy this beautiful day"

The two began to hug before a smile crept across both of their faces.

"everyone move out the way we need to race" said Isabella.

We all did as we were told and I made a bet with the women standing next to me, miss Tara Wilson over which would win. I had put my money on Rose as she was younger, more athletic and her dress hem didn't go down as far. What I failed to account for was that her much more thorough mud soakage made her dress that much heavier, so now I owed Tara 20 bucks when we got back.

Seeing her own opportunity to go, another women named Clara Fielder went. She had been Charlotte's math teacher during her sophomore year of high school. My daughter had been having a rough time that year for a variety of reasons and Miss Fielder had done everything she could to help, whether that be staying after school long after it let out to help tutor her or listening to her problems as she was rather young for a teacher and understood my daughter's situation well. She was a very dependable woman and would do anything to keep my daughter happy, even ruining her best outfit. She was also smoking out and she knew it, often wearing short tight fitting dresses to school, it was no surprise that so many boys studied extra hard for her class. She was around age 35 and was wearing a short sleeved, blue and white striped printed dress with two short white gloves, and a large flower head piece tilted to the left ever so slightly which accenuated her bright blond hair which for today had been done into a nice formal 1940s style do.

She had a running start before doing a rather impressive cartwheel into the pit below.

She had just reached the bottom when Linda had come back from the church with her hair reorganized into a bun like before but still just as brown and muddy. She looked over at Emily and simply stated.

"I've been gone for only a few minutes and it already appears that people have embraced this new style of fashion".

Emily responded by saying "well I had forgotten to not wear white and I decided to fix that while I could. How do you like it"

"Its wonderful girl. White is such a boring color anyways while mud brown just screams personality. beautiful"

Emily blushed, though we couldn't really tell as her face was as covered as her dress. Just then we saw Clara, Isabella and Rose finishing making their way up the hill.

"Ah even more people have taken it up I see" said Linda

"Well I didn't exactly agree to it" said Isabella

"don't lie you love it" replied Rose giving her a nudge on the arm.

"Yes it does feel quite nice"

Linda then went over to Clara.

"my your outfit looks stunning, though I must say it looks similar to mine especially that color"

Clara replied "don't worry it was blue and white before. Say have we met"

"I don't believe so dear, Linda Davidson"

"Clara Fields"

The two then shook their muddy gloved hands and began to chat a bit more about each other.

"well I'm glad we got some people but we still got a long way to go" said Anna

"who's up next!"