He inspected his daughter’s back. She imagined it there, half-dressed, spilling out of the wedding gown like overproved dough, and wondered what it would be like to knock herself back, fold her flesh over, and tuck herself in. “Oh, Pig,” he said. “What have you done?” She did not know how to answer, but he did not need her input. He continued: “This is three thousand pounds of dress, Duck.” “Not now,” her mother said. “She knows. If you could just pull the corset together.” So, her father was there too, with her mother and sister, at her back, trying to hold her together. She could smell him
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