Valerie.
I walked out in store with the dress I just purchased and I walked to my car. I opened the door and climbed, putting the pack on the seat next to me.
I closed the door and took out my phone so I could try calling the number Jenna sent to me.
I dialed the number and waited as the phone rang.
"Hello. It's Jenna. I'm unavailable at the moment, please leave a message," Jenna's voice echoed out of the voicemail and I sighed in frustration.
I started the car and drove onto the road at steady speed. I picked up the phone again and redialed the number, but it went into voicemail a second time.
I continued driving and I'm unable to describe how I'm feeling about this. They knew I'd deliver in 8 months or so. They could have set the wedding to happen in the 9th month.
