My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

“I didn’t know he was going to do that,” she said.

“I know.”

“I mean Dad. Not General Foster. Dad with the microphone.”

That almost made me laugh. Almost.

“You knew he might.”

She looked down.

That was answer enough.

A waiter pushed through with a tray of empty champagne flutes and pretended not to hear us.

Emily said, “I told him not to mention your job if continue reading …