Sami
“Home? Mom, you should have dropped me off at my place. I can get my car. Now you'll need to drive me back."
She waves a hand in the air. “Sami, you're about to be a married woman. I don't mind an extra hour with you when I can get it. Besides, the invitations came in and I want you to see them."
“What about the caterers?"
“I need to check with you and Jackson for your schedules and then we can make appointments to try their food."
As we drive and discuss the wedding, I teeter between excitement and guilt. Mom can say what she wants, but I know without a doubt that this wedding is costing more than Jane's. When we arrive at my parents' house, Dad is home.
“What are you doing here?" I ask.
Dad gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Did something happen?" He turns to Mom. “Are you kic
