My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

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Emily’s mouth twisted.

She said, “Dad brought a folder.”

A nasty little sentence.

“Where is it?”

“He left it under their table at dinner. Brown file folder with sticky notes. I saw my name on one page and yours on another. I thought maybe it was toasts, or seating stuff, but when I asked, he told me not to worry because he was going to ‘clarify a few continue reading …