CHAPTER 17
Guests started arriving and I was becoming jittery. I started pacing around the dining room nervously and my mom laughed at me. The bridal party was buzzing around the house, figuring out the order of where they stood in line, while guests were led to their seats.
“You're going to make a hole in the floor with all that pacing,” she teased.
“You sound like Grandma,” I retorted and kept pacing.
“I don’t know if I should be offended or take that as a compliment.”
I grinned mischievously. “I’ll let you decide.”
She snorted. “Aren’t you just a ball of fun today?”
“Listen, I just promised to help you and finish out the job. I didn’t say I was going to be happy about it,” I reminded her and signed. “I wonder if all the guests have showed up.”
“You have the green light whenever
