“These are the menu options!”
The French lady smiled at Celeste, presenting her with a thick booklet and placing it right in front of them, on the marble slab table.
Celeste looked at Charlie with confusion, wondering if the entire course that would be presented to the guests at the wedding was going to be every single dish in the book.
“Why is it so big?” she asked, opening up the hard cover copy and going through the calligraphy smitten pages of the light brown paper of the book.
Celeste crumpled the paper back and forth, as she went through the menu, reading the options of the foods that would be presented to the guests at her wedding.
She didn’t even know almost ninety percent of the people amongst the guest list and then she also had to choose a menu, a card, a dress, a cake and
