I Arrived Early for My Sister’s Wedding Hoping No One Would Notice Me

7:10 wearing yesterday’s makeup and a sweatshirt from the vineyard gift shop, which somehow made the whole thing meaner.

I almost didn’t open the door.

But I did.

She stood there with her shoes in one hand.

“I stepped in mud,” she said, like that explained why she was on my doormat looking wrecked and seventeen instead of twenty-eight.

I moved aside.

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