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Chapter One
Casey took one last drag of her cigarette before stubbing it out in her ash tray and opening the car door. She sat there for a few moments staring at the huge house that was soon to be her sisters. She shook her head at how unfair life could be. She took a deep breath and pushed herself out her car. She popped the boot and retrieved her rucksack. The heard the crunch of the gravel path beneath her feet as she made her way up to the large oak front door. It was only a minute after she rang the bell that the door swung open and a small Hispanic woman stood in front of her a pleasant smile on her face.
"Si?"
"Umm hi, I'm here to see Miss Dean"
"Ahhh Miss Dean, si" she said waving her in. When Casey entered she let out a low whistle as she took in the marble floor, chandeliers and huge wooden staircase. The small woman ambled towards a door to the right of her and gestured for Casey to enter.
"gracias" said Casey as she opened the door.
The maid simply smiled and nodded before rushing off into another room. Casey watched her go then entered the room. Standing before her was her sister, Zoe standing on a stool in a stunning wedding dress while a woman crouched beside her pinning it. The huge bay windows seemed to let in the golden rays of sun that settled on her making her dress shimmer and her blond hair shine. The room seemed to be a library, huge floor to ceiling bookcases covered the walls and there was a maple desk settled in the corner.
"Hey" Casey called out.
Zoe turned her head slightly "Oh hello" Zoe's voice seemed to have developed a posh undertone.
"You look great" she said as she settled her rucksack on the floor.
"I know. Don't leave that there" Zoe reprimanded.
"Sorry"
"It doesn't exactly match the décor dear. ALANO" she screeched.
The maid that had greeted Casey at the door scurried in, her eyes fixed on the floor.
"Si?"
"I wish you would speak English Alano, it isn't that hard. Take Casey's bag up to one of the spare rooms"
"yes miss" she said in a harsh Spanish accent as she reached out for Casey's bag.
"Thank you." Casey said with an appreciative smile.
"For god sakes Casey, she's the help you don't need to thank her. We pay her enough"
"Right" she watched as Alano slouched out the room.
"Cabrona" Alano mumbled under her breath. Casey suppressed a smile.
"You know it's hard keeping the staff in line. You need a firm hand or they'll walk all over you."
"I bet"
"Finished" said the seamstress as she rose to her feet.
"It's beautiful." Zoe sighed happily. "Now to get you sorted out" she said with an appraising look in the mirror at her little sister.
Casey opened her mouth to reply when she heard the door click open behind her. She turned around to see her mum.
"Casey!" she exclaimed, giving her a hug.
"Hey mum"
Lucy turned to her oldest. "Honey you look beautiful" she said clasping her hands together. "A real princess"
"Yes mum" Zoe replied slightly indignantly.
"I've got something for you mum" Casey said rooting around in her handbag. She pulled out a small box of chocolates. "Best chocolates in New York"
"No, mums on a diet. Trying to drop a few pounds before the wedding. Don't want to look like an elephant in the photo's do we mum?" she said patronizingly.
"No dear. Thanks anyway" Casey's back went up.
Lucy was a big woman she always had been, the skin tight brown tracksuit bottoms and loose fitting sweatshirt she had on didn't help. But that was their mum, their cuddly lovely mum. Zoe never had a problem with her weight before. Casey swallowed the anger she felt rising, determined not to start a fight. She hadn't talked more then five minutes to her sister in the past five years, until she phoned a week ago and yet Zoe didn't even care enough to question her about her life. Even when she had called to inform Casey about the impending marriage she talked about herself and her life for three hours without a second thought about Casey.
"You could do to lose a few pounds too Casey. The camera adds ten pounds you know" she said innocently.
"I don't go in for the anorexic look" Casey retorted.
"Now now Casey she was only suggesting you think about it"
"Exactly, you always were too sensitive. I was merely suggesting that when you look back at the wedding photos you might be happier not to see flab"
"I don't have flab!"
"What ever you say" Zoe turned back to the mirror to preen herself.
"Why don't I show you to your room dear" Lucy ventured wanting to break the awkward silence.
"Sure" she said shooting a venomous look at her sister.
When they were in the hall Lucy looked around conspiratorially.
"You have to give your sister a break she's at her wits end with this wedding" Lucy whispered.
"Yea she looks it. What with this crap about you losing weight?"
"She wants her wedding to be perfect. There's nothing wrong with that"
"There is when she's making you think you need to lose weight. Your lovely the way you are"
"That's nice sweetie but I know I'm no Naomi Candle"
"Campbell"
"What?"
"Naomi Campbell"
"Don't be silly, that's a brand of soup, dear"
She said as she made her way up the impressive staircase.
