My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

of this.

Emily said, “Dad.”

He turned. “Not now.”

She said it louder. “Read the rest. Go on.”

His face changed then. Not into shame. I wish I could tell you shame. It was anger at being cornered.

“You’ve all lost perspective,” he said. “I was trying to keep this wedding about the bride instead of turning it into Rachel’s little promotion party.”

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