I Let My Mother Think She’d Secured My Sister’s Wedding

purse again and put a second envelope on the desk.

“That’s for the France trip fee increase,” she said.

I frowned. “What increase?”

She looked embarrassed. “Mrs. Daly posted this morning that airfare went up and each family owes another two hundred and ten by next week. Mom doesn’t know. This isn’t from her.”

For a second I just looked at her.

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