“You wound me, Marine,” he said with a fake sob. “I have feelings, ya know.”
“No, you don’t.”
His voice returned to normal when he replied, “You’re right, I don’t. I’ll see what I can do about getting you out after the first.”
“It doesn’t have to be right away. I am taking her on a two-week honeymoon.”
“Now you’re just being demanding.”
“Consider it a wedding present.”
“Etiquette says I don’t have to give you a gift if I’m not invited to the wedding. Which you so cruelly pointed out, I am not.”
“A going away present, then.”
“Like I said, I’ll see what I can do.”
“I appreciate it.”
“I’ll be in touch.”
Apparently an invitation to my wedding was a hot commodity, because at the office the next day when I wasgetting ready to leave, Sarah stated, “I better be invited to your wedding.”
That surprised me.
“You want to go to North Carolina in August? It’s hot and muggy there this time of year.”
“No, I don’t want to go to North Carolina in August; the humidity is going to wreak havoc on my hair. But I do want to see my boss get married, and since that’s taking place in North Carolina in August, I guess I’ll suck it up.”
“I’ll make sure you get an invitation.”
“My feelings are kind of hurt I haven’t gotten one already.”
“I got engagedsix daysago—and I’ve been here for three of those. We haven’t sentanyonean invitation yet.”
That I know of.
Although I wasn’t one hundred percent certain. There was no telling what Jess, Lainey, Jade, and Kristy had gotten accomplished in the last three days.
But I did know that they were supposed to take Jess clothes shopping that afternoon. I’d entrusted Lainey with my credit card again. I would have given it to Jessica, but I knew Lainey would be better about following my instructions to, “Not be shy about using it.”
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Jessica
Denise showed up at the bakery around one that afternoon and came into the kitchen. She’d insisted on watching Ruthie while we went on our appointments in the afternoons this week. And I certainly wasn’t going to tell my future mother-in-law no.
“Hello, dear. How are the wedding plans going?”
“We’ve got the flowers, cake, and photographer all booked. We’re meeting with a DJ at two today.”
“Oh! I didn’t realize you were getting a DJ.”
“Lainey insisted. And since she’s letting us have the reception at the bakery, I didn’t argue with her.”
Mrs. Callahan smirked. “That’s probably a good idea.” She tilted her head and asked, “Did you decide on a location for the ceremony?”
“In my parents’ backyard.”
