“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

they provide leverage or attention. My phone rang. Oliver’s face filled the screen. “Quick question,” he said. “Table runners. Blush or red?” He flipped the camera toward a display board at the rental warehouse. I held up the floral mockup Melody, our planner, had sent. “Blush,” I said. “It matches the roses and does not look like a Valentine convention.continue reading …