~ Sam Clint ~
I was taking a bite of my burger when a very worried Nora rushed in, clad in her engagement dress.
If I said she didn't look nice, then I'd be lying. She looked splendid. It was such a shame that she had to dress so nice for a man who barely noticed her.
“Where's Dale?” Nora asked, not bothering to keep her voice low even though we were in the hall, the guests gathered everywhere that could very much get in on our conversation.
“Why should I know that?” My tone was dry, expressing my disinterest.
Apparently, Dale was nowhere to be seen. And this was one hour past the settled time for the engagement.
Amber rushed over, my parents following behind, each looking like they could punch a wall if it were within arms reach.
“Where the f**k is Dale?” Mom asked, while Amber ra
