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Angela
“He’s my son,” Jackie says. “There’s really nothing to be nervous about.”
“So you keep saying, yet look at my hands.” I hold up a trembling hand.
“Well, then, let me try another approach.” Jackie steps closer. “I’m sure Carl’s just as nervous as you are.”
“I find myself wishing you hadn’t told him about our previous affair. I feel like it puts me at a disadvantage.”
Jackie shakes her head. “Carl’s a grown man.” She c***s her head. “Most of the time, anyway. When he’s not acting like bridezilla personified.”
I hear a car in the driveway.
“They’re here.” Jackie pulls me into a quick hug. “It’s going to be fine,” she whispers in my ear. “I raised him.” She chuckles and because we’re standing so close, her laugh reverberates through my body. It relaxes me a little.
Jackie he
