Iris’s brow furrowed as though she was trying to remember. ‘Hmm. Yeah, I guess you’re right. But it doesn’t matter.’ She waved her hand and Owen’s wispy blond hairs waved in the wind. ‘Something new will happen and everyone will forget about you and your…’
‘My what?’
‘Your unfortunate taste in men.’
Daisy groaned.
‘And the fact that it’s now apparently rubbing off on other people.’
‘It’s not!’
‘Look, you know I love you and I do not believe in curses, however, itiskinda weird that the wedding we did with all the white roses ended with the couple splitting two weeks later after that video of the groom with the maid of honor surfaced.’
‘Oh, please! That is a classic trope. Happens all the time!’
‘Okay, what about the couple that split up three months after the wedding we did with vibrant pink wildflowers because the groom decided he had a calling to be a monk?’
‘That one was a little weirder…’
‘And we did that gorgeous wedding with blue hydrangeas everywhere and then a few months in, the groom gets sucked into the manosphere and decides hewants his wife barefoot and in the kitchen the rest of her life.’
‘I refuse to be blamed for the manosphere!’
Iris shrugged. ‘Fair.’
‘I think all these examples just prove that men suck.’
‘Except this little man,’ Iris said, running a hand over Owen’s curled body.
‘Of course.’
‘Although at two a.m. he does kinda suck.’
Daisy laughed. She missed having her friend in the shop. She hadn’t realized how much she’d been relying on Iris’s help around here until she had Owen.
‘And Archer’s okay, too,’ Daisy added and Iris smiled.
‘Yeah, he’s all right. And Elliot…’
‘I don’t think we have enough information to assess that yet.’
‘He played along with your little lie. That’s a green flag.’
‘A man who lies?’
‘A man who goes along with your crazy. I find it to be very important for a lasting relationship.’
Daisy laughed again and Owen started to stir.
‘Well, I should go,’ Iris said, her attention shifting back to her son. ‘He usually wakes up incredibly angry and incredibly hungry.’
‘Same.’
Iris shook her head with a laugh. ‘Love you, Daisy.’
‘Love you, too.’
‘And think about what I said. It could be the perfect distraction to throw the town off this crazy curse business. You’ll be booking weddings again in no time! And you could get a little action.’ More suggestive eyebrow waggling.
