Chapter 25
MARILYN
The wedding of Brett and Elsie Jackson goes off without a hitch.
Well…depending on what the official definition of “hitch” is.
Jesse and I changed into our wedding clothes from our hotel suite in record time, cutting it notoriously close. As always.
The bride and groom walk down the aisle to the classic “Wedding March” tempo. Streamers of gold and white fall from the heavily-gilded heavens, and in vintage New York style, the ceremony is held within the infamous Terrace Room, site of so many timeless Manhattan events, birthplace of so much love.
It’s that love that is contagious in the room, spilling over every seat. In a nautical-like navy blue bridesmaid dress, I watch the entire affair happen before my eyes, listen as two of my best friends in the world declare t
