Chapter 18
Bridger
“Don’t they look adorable?” Dynassy cooed, holding either Albert or Annabelle in her arms. We were at the reception for Nick and Eden’s twins’ christening, which had taken place at a church. The facility was some sort of private club, and it was so fancy that it reminded me of a snooty country club on steroids.
I couldn’t tell which one was which, but I wasn’t about to admit that to their doting aunt. They looked like they were wearing frilly white sacks with bonnets on their heads. When my sister had her kids, she hadn’t done this christening thing, I guess because she was Methodist, while the Barnes family was Episcopalian. Christianity had so many branches, I couldn’t keep up.
“Annabelle is wearing Eden’s christening gown from when she was little, and Albert is we
