Chapter Twenty-Nine
It’s hard to believe this is actually happening. It’s an even further stretch that I agreed to have the wedding here, at Gerald’s house in The Hamptons. But, perhaps, we had to come back and do it here—to right a wrong.
I’m rather notorious for my closing arguments in court, often speeches I slave over for hours, writing draft upon draft until they’re perfect, but I haven’t spent nearly as much time on any of them as I did on getting my vows right for this day.
It’s a small group that has gathered here. Our parents. My brother Lex, forty and single. Perhaps he hasn’t met his Jodie yet. I should tell him later that he shouldn’t despair. Not that I think he does. Sonja. Steve and his third wife. Muriel and Francine. Ginny and Susan and their twins. Gerald and Elisa, wh
