Epilogue
Lisa
“Why do I get picture duty?” I whine, dangling Careena’s fancy camera from the tips of my fingers. I glare at my sister. “That’s you’re your job. Literally.”
“Fine. Would you like to exchange with me?”
“What are you doing?”
Careena tosses her wild and curly hair away from her face. I always tell her to control that frizzy afro. It looks like a bird’s nest. She never listens to me. “I’m going to take professional pictures. You’re taking the candids.”
She bounces away, leaving me feeling slightly insulted. The room buzzes with activity. Everyone ignores me. Typical. I blow out a breath and search for a sympathetic face. I spot Kylie in the corner, whispering with Tanner.
At least those two aren’t as handsy as Careena and Duke. I swear, it feels like I’m on a marriage ret
