I Waited Until Rehearsal Dinner

what she’s doing, it’ll turn into a circus.”

Dana looked disappointed in a way I found almost admirable. But she gave it up.

Ben pocketed it and turned to me. “What do you want?”

No one had asked me that all night.

Maybe not all year.

Maybe longer.

I swallowed. My mouth tasted like metal and lemon from the water.

“I want every vendor contacted tonight,” I continue reading …