When I return from dress shopping, I search for Owen but don't find him. Dominic is coming out of the strip club when I see him. "Hey. Do you know where Owen is?" I ask.
He nods. "Yeah. Him and Bryant went to get fitted for their tuxedos. Why? Did you need something?"
"No, I was just wondering," I pause. "Actually there is something I've been wanting to talk to you about."
"Sure. What is it?" he asks, sitting on the barstool.
I sit beside him and stare down at my fingers. "Well, you said you guys were on good terms with the sheriff so I was wondering if they'd be able to help me find someone."
"Who?"
"My mom," I answer quietly. "I want to know about her first so I can consider possibly flying her out for the wedding. She's the only blood family that I know is still alive."
He nods,
