I Waited Until Rehearsal Dinner

another file open from my side of the table.

A voice memo.

The room heard Emily, clear as day, from three afternoons earlier.

“I mean, what was she gonna do? Notice? Sarah checks statements for fun.”

Then another voice, nasal and unfamiliar.

Celeste, the wedding planner.

“Emily, I really need a valid cardholder authorization form.”

Emily again, laughing.

“I’ll continue reading …