Chapter Thirteen
Jen
We came out of the barn to see Hannah getting out of her car. “Hey!”
“Did I miss all the fun?” We hugged.
“Thought we wouldn’t see you today,” I said.
She cast her brown eyes skyward. “Skype meeting with my mother’s care facility.”
“What happened?” Beth asked.
“Nothing. Her meds aren’t performing as well as they used to and they needed my permission to try a new treatment.” She shook her head, dark glossy waves shining in the sunlight. “Enough about that. Jen’s getting married!”
In Beth’s house, she heated more cider for all of us and we went over our notes with Hannah at the kitchen island.
“I totally agree with a portrait neckline,” our youngest friend said. “With your hair in a soft up-do…”
“I know, right? She’ll look so elegant.”
“I’m right here,” I teas
