Chapter 9Ryan did neither, of course.
They arrived in Marseilles and picked up a rental car in the late afternoon, then drove to Aix with the help of a French-speaking GPS. Ryan couldn’t figure out how to change the language to English and Ted’s French was passable, so they made do.
“I feel like the last few days have been a dream,” Ryan said as Montagne Sainte-Victoire came into view from the highway.
“How so?” Ted asked.
“I mean. We got married. That’s crazy, right?”
Ted had to admit, “Yes, it is.”
“And now we’re in France.”
“We are.”
“And we’re, like, family.”
“I know it’s shocking to think Wally is your brother-in-law, but yes. Legally speaking, we are family.” Ted snorted.
Ryan laughed. “No, I like it. I mean, I like Wally. He’s weird and kind of shifty, but he’s entertainin
