Chapter 9
The uneasy feeling I’d had at the wedding followed me the rest of the night. When I got the final check from Megan’s dad I knew I couldn’t eliminate weddings from my offerings easily, but by the time I got home and fell into bed I was tossing around more and more ideas of how to do just that. There were parts of weddings that I loved, but for the most part I just wanted to be done with the whole thing.
I slept in Sunday morning, not willing to wake up before noon. I always turned off my ringer after a wedding because without fail my mother would call me early, and it never ended well.
As expected, I had three missed calls from her by the time I dragged myself out of bed. Knowing she’d call back soon I ignored the messages, no doubt asking if I was dead in a ditch somewhere, an
