“We can set up fans.”
“And blow hot as hell air on them?” While I’m grateful my sister is offering suggestions, I’m not sure it’s a great one.
“We’ll figure that out once we have more details.” Piper stands and moves toward the door. “It’s not a bad idea to bring in Angel. If anything, we can give her a percentage of the fee for consulting us. We can also work on a possible partnership with her.”
I’m glad she’s open to the idea. I know nothing about weddings. I can’t even remember the last time I attended one. Maybe a year or two ago when one of my old classmates got hitched. It was beautiful, but I have no idea how much work or thought went into it.
“What am I supposed to do until then?” When I said I was at a loss, I wasn’t kidding. I think I’ll look up wedding videos or watch movies revolving around them to help me get a grasp on it. I know it’s fictional, but I need a starting point.
“Reach out to Angel, first.” She taps the wall, thinking. “And I guess work with what you have. You remember how we had the tables set up for the last event? Start with a similar layout. We can figure it out once we have actual numbers.”
She seems to have more faith in me than I do. I can usually bullshit my way through anything, but this is different. It’s someone else’s big day and I don’t want to be the reason it’s ruined. Maybe I’ll reach out to Paula. She put on that one event and will likely have some insight. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that earlier.
“Okay. Where are you headed off to?”
“To pick up the new computers. This one needs to be updated and you need one so you’re not hogging mine all the time.”
It’s like she read my mind. “Pierce approved the expense?”
“I wouldn’t be going if he didn’t.” She shakes his head. “You know how he’s a stickler about things like that.”
“True.” Bringing up my brother’s name reminds me that I need these events to go off without a hitch. The last thing I need is for my big brother to think I’m nothing but a pretty face and charisma. Plus, I can’t make Piper look bad after she created this role for me. Though, it should be our big sister’s job. All I know is it’s a lot of pressure, and I hope I can pull it off.
My phone rings and I jump, pausing the video I’m watching about reception layouts. For a second I think it might be Jasmin finally calling back, but my phone screen shows a picture of my big sister.
“Hello?”
“Hey, I saw the text about needing to talk.” She sounds like she’s out of breath. “Is it to bitch about our brother, girl problems, or something else?”
The fact her first response is griping about Pierce is funny, but valid. She’s the one who’s had the most friction with him since we were kids.
“Please, Paula, I don’t have girl problems.” I lean back on the sofa. “That’s one area I don’t think I need any advice.”
She laughs and I hear a thud on the other end. “Someone is full of himself.”
“What are you doing?” It sounds chaotic wherever she is.
“I’m bringing in groceries.” Now I hear the sound of bags rustling. “Tristan was going to do it but the band had an emergency meeting and needed him there for some reason.”
“Are they going on tour again?” It’s pretty cool my sister has a connection to one of the most popular alternative bands on the radio. When Crooked Halo first came to Asheville, everyone was star struck. Now they are a part of the town and nobody bats an eye at the members when they see them.
“I think so?” There’s another thud before the door slams shut. “Tristan wasn’t sure what the meeting was about, but he seems convinced of it. They could also be talking wedding logistics.”
“Please, don’t recommend the winery.”
“Why? I heard that’s your new position.” She’s silent for a few moments, most likely putting up whatever she has. “I figured you’d be chomping at the bit to get this wedding.”
“I would if I knew what the hell I was doing.” I run my hand through my hair. “It’s actually why I called.”
She groans. I’m not feeling the love. “Even though I told Pierce and Dad it’s something I’m want to do, I can’t right now. We are swamped.”
“No, I don’t need you to handle everything.” I figured she had something going on at the flower shop. Otherwise, she’d be doing this and not me. “Direction, that’s all I want. There’s so much I don’t know because this isn’t my area of expertise. I feel like Piper threw me to the wolves.”
“Don’t stress out, Park.” Paula laughs. I’m glad she finds this amusing. “Since you aren’t the one planning it, you don’t need to get into the nitty gritty details. Your job is making sure there’s enough seating for the ceremony and reception. If you want, you do any decorating the bride needs. When is the wedding?”
“June.” I still can’t believe Daniela picked one of the hottest months to have the wedding. “That’s my main concern.”
“Gross. That’s the worst time to have an outdoor wedding.” I’m glad I’m not the only who thinks this. “So, you’ll definitely need to get a canopy big enough to cover the guests.”
