‘Of course you are,’ Livvy chuckled. ‘You can tell the whole world if you like!’ And then noticing someone was waiting to use the phone, she said hurriedly, ‘I have to go, there’s a queue for the phone here but I’ll call you when I get back to the base. Bye, Mum, I love you.’

Sunday smiled as she placed the phone back in its cradle. It seemed that both of her daughters were going to be settled before very much longer and she couldn’t have been happier about it.

‘How is he?’ John asked anxiously when she went into his room a short time later.

‘Hm … let’s put it this way.’ Sunday smiled as she straightened the covers on his bed. ‘You have to hurry up and get well because Livvy has just informed me we have another wedding to organise as soon as they’re both home.’

John beamed like a Cheshire cat. ‘Really? Well I’ll be, isn’t that great news?’

‘It is indeed but after the last wedding and organising the party I need some help with this one so just think on what I said.’

Three weeks later Livvy was home for good.

‘It feels strange wearing my own clothes again,’ she told her mother as Skippy danced around her feet.

‘Yes, I’m sure it does but I think we ought to start thinking about what you’re going to wear for the wedding now,’ Sunday answered. She hadn’t given up hope of seeing at least one of her daughters all in white, but that idea went out the window when Livvy snorted.

‘I’d be happy to wear a paper bag so long as I could marry Giles. And don’t go planning on a big posh wedding, Mum,’ she warned. ‘Because Giles won’t be up to it. It’s going to take some time before he’s completely well again, so we just want to keep it plain and simple with no fuss.’

‘But you will at least get married in church?’

Seeing the hopeful look on her mother’s face, Livvy sighed. ‘All right, if that’s what you really want, I’ll ask Giles how he feels about it. But then we’ll just come back here. We don’t want any great huge reception.’

It had already been agreed that Giles and Livvy would live at Treetops for the time being once they were married and then they would decide if they wanted to move elsewhere when he was fully recovered. Livvy had been to see him the week before and had been thrilled at how much better he looked already. Admittedly he was still painfully thin, but he had lost the skeletal look and with his hair growing and a little colour seeping back into his cheeks he was beginning to look like the man she had fallen in love with.