Brigid giggled as he moved his hand around. She also agreed with the idea of a summer wedding. Her romantic nature caused her to think all weddings were magical. "That fits perfectly," she said, "Summer always reminds me of playing outside, skipping down the street."
As they strolled again, she smiled at the memory of a summer when she was very little and skipping through the pub delivering flowers she picked only to find out later they caused hives.