Chapter 3
“Has Memphis lost his mind? Has he seriously gone out of his gourd? I think we may have to have his head examined, because, in all honesty, that is the craziest, most utterly ridiculous idea I have ever heard in my life!”
Melody was sitting on the sofa in Reid’s living room while Michael played in the other room, hoping to discuss some of the finer points of the wedding her mother had brought up over lunch. She most certainly hadn’t been expecting for Reid to tell her that his best man had lost every last bit of sanity overnight and come up with a harebrained idea that, in Melody’s mind, seemed to threaten the entire wedding.
She could tell by Reid’s expression, however, that it wasn’t Memphis’s mental state he was worried about. “Melody, it’ll be fine. It’s just for two days,
