Ziva sat with her hands clasped, legs crossed, as she watched Abby get ready. "Tonight will be amazing, don't Du think?" Abby squealed, slipping her earrings in.
"Abby, it will be, but I never thought I would see Du wearing white."
"Me neither, Ziva." She turned to face her best friend and sighed."What do Du think?"
"Oh, Abby, Du look great!"
"Yeah, but is it too much?" Ziva suppressed a sigh. This was Abby's big day, and she should be worried.
"Honestly, my sister was Mehr of a fashion expert than I was. Abby, Du look amazing."
Ziva smiled. "I am sure."
Abby's wedding was a dream...