I Waited Until Rehearsal Dinner

My younger brother finally glanced toward me.

“You’ve barely said a word all night.”

Before I could answer, Emily laughed.

“She’s probably calculating interest rates.”

A few relatives chuckled.

“That’s what she does,” Emily continued. “Government paperwork all day. Spreadsheets. Reports. Numbers. Exciting life, isn’t it?”

Her fiancé smiled politely.

“So you’re continue reading …