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Four Weddings and a Fiasco
Catherine Ferguson
The ebook bestseller is back with her next riotously funny read! Get your hands on the ONLY book you need this summer.Katy Peacock lives a life as colourful as her name.As a wedding photographer, she spends her days making other people smile as she captures all sorts of fun and capers at celebrations that range from the wacky to the wild.But her own life isn’t looking quite so rosy. Her mum is acting out of character, her menacing ex is back on the scene, and she is torn between two gorgeous men. And that’s before we even get started on the trouble her sister is causing . . .As Katy weathers the ups and downs of the season, she revisits problems from the past, discovers new friendships and finds that four weddings and a fiasco have the power to change her world beyond measure.A funny, feel-good read, perfect for fans of Lucy Diamond and Jenny Colgan.
CATHERINE FERGUSON
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Source ISBN: 9780008163617
Ebook Edition © June 2016 ISBN: 9780008142230
Version: 2017-11-14
Dedication (#u8e9ed7bc-89ce-59da-b6c9-7cad0abacc9b)
For my lovely Dad, who would have been so proud
Table of Contents
Cover (#u275a0093-5929-5632-9594-a548611d1c4f)
Title Page (#u367b4ed7-f897-586a-a216-611cabc5c0ea)
Copyright (#u71fab599-dd8a-5524-b769-18d8a0f02c15)
Dedication (#u03083628-0261-5862-a73a-9761a31afe76)
Prologue (#u63ca4cbf-d8b0-5b7d-bb7a-d3c32e3ddfd4)
A Spring Wedding (#u8c2f32b1-b88a-5ded-96af-af8eb57b8964)
Chapter One (#uc38acc81-b0ab-518c-b2e8-6b6e14fb1741)
Chapter Two (#u34ae06ff-1a86-5e1b-9470-333916380956)
Chapter Three (#u7fa1d9a4-786d-565c-8458-724317580259)
Chapter Four (#u50600d2f-41fc-5e75-97c3-02a1412d7ab4)
Chapter Five (#u45dfa6d1-ae75-58c3-84d7-d679b5873293)
Chapter Six (#ub6257e36-2627-508a-b05a-aad74d8d01d7)
Chapter Seven (#uff0ad3ed-3029-5b3d-a8f8-3e4926c00c0a)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)
A Summer Wedding (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nineteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Two (#litres_trial_promo)
An Autumn Wedding (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Forty (#litres_trial_promo)
A Winter Wedding (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Forty-One (#litres_trial_promo)
Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)
Q&a With the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Acknowledgements (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Advert (#litres_trial_promo)
By the Same Author (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)
Prologue (#u8e9ed7bc-89ce-59da-b6c9-7cad0abacc9b)
Some moments in life stay with you.
A vivid memory, full of colour and texture, which, years later, still has the power to make the breath catch in your throat thinking of it.
Of course, they’re not always the moments you’d expect to live on in your mind.
I can’t remember a thing about my first kiss, for example. Nor can I recall what I ate for breakfast the morning I turned twenty-one. And as for my first day in the job as a shy, newly qualified photographer at the advertising agency all those years ago? Well, stomach-churning nerves probably crowded out the details of that particular milestone.
But that moment with my sister, laughing and clinging onto each other, jumping up and down like five-year-olds who’ve over-dosed on gummy bears?
That was one of those moments …
I’d called in at our local printer’s in Willows Edge on the way home to collect the glossy leaflets we’d designed for our brand new business. The brown package lay on the passenger seat, one of the leaflets taped to the front, and every time I glanced over and saw the words, Sister Act Photography, printed in that elegant, curly script we’d chosen, a little bubble of excitement rose up in me.
When I arrived home, Sienna’s car was parked outside. My sister – at twenty-one, almost a decade younger than me – was still living at home with Mum. But we’d decided to use my house as our business headquarters, so she had a key.
I let myself in, yelling, ‘I’m back!’ and I was about to run upstairs when Sienna appeared in the hallway.
‘Got a surprise for you,’ she said, her eyes sparkling.
Curious, I followed her through to the living room.
‘To celebrate you starting up the business.’ Stepping to one side, she gestured with a flourish. ‘Ta-dah!’
I could hardly believe my eyes.
There was a piano in my living room.
‘What do you think?’ asked Sienna eagerly, beaming at my amazed delight. ‘You always said you wanted to learn how to play. Well, now you can!’
‘Wow. Thank you.’ I shook my head and laughed. ‘But how could you afford it?’
Sienna was fresh out of college where, like me, she had studied photography. Hardly Miss Moneybags. A lump rose in my throat.
She shrugged. ‘A friend wanted rid of it so I persuaded him to sell it to me for a ridiculously low price. Do you like it?’
‘Like it? I love it!’ I said, attempting ‘Chopsticks’ through slightly blurry eyes and hitting the wrong notes entirely.
‘Bloody hell!’ she groaned. ‘You definitely need lessons.’
I shrugged. ‘Even Chopin had to start somewhere.’
