Miss Julia Throws a Wedding (Google eBook)
Readers love Miss Julia, the proper lady of a certain age with a backbone of iron and perfect Steel Magnolia poise, not to mention the sharpest tongue south of the Mason-Dixon Line. In Miss Julia Throws a Wedding, we find her feeling a little wistful when Hazel Marie, once her late husband's paramour and now her best friend, prepares to move out and live in sin with that marriage-shy Mr. Pickens. Suddenly, to Miss Julia's delight, a wedding is in the offing: Handsome Deputy Coleman Bates and attorney Binkie Enloe announce their plans to run down to the courthouse and tie the knot. But Miss Julia insists they have a real wedding ceremony and vows to make it happen. When a missing preacher, a crowd of uninvited guests, and a queasy bride threaten the happy event, Miss Julia is there to restore order, confirming her undying motto: if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself!
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Review: Miss Julia Throws a Wedding (Miss Julia #3)User Review - Linda Badcock - Goodreads
A very funny, relaxing book to read. You know it will all turn out well in the end. Read full review
Review: Miss Julia Throws a Wedding (Miss Julia #3)User Review - Diane Slater - Goodreads
Not my cup of tea. Too cliché! Read full review
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