Chapter Thirteen“W
ow. It’s so thick.” Laurel’s eyes grew wide when I handed her Curtis’ envelope.
“He wanted to help. He told me they’ll be taking up a collection among the staff and customers. The W-9 is in the envelope too. Curtis also needs a copy of the death certificate. Fill out the form, and I’ll scan and email the documents to him.”
“Okay. Here’s the list of wedding vendors for you.” Laurel presented a handwritten list on a sheet of paper torn from a notepad.
I gave the names a quick scan: baker, florist, photographer, caterer, DJ, videographer, dance instructor, and reception site.
“I don’t know how much I’ll get back from Breen Meadows. In March, Brooke gave them a fifty-percent deposit on the barn she was told was nonrefundable, and last week she paid the other fifty perc
