I didn’t know if she’d even use the handkerchief. I thought maybe she’d just taken it to be polite. Maybe it was sitting in a drawer somewhere. Maybe she’d already given it back to Mark to return to me.
I didn’t know.
And now here I was, on the morning of her wedding, sitting in the last row by the door with a little white card that said Guest.Wedding planning services
The church started filling up a little after eleven-thirty.
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People came in through the big double doors right next to me. Owen’s family from Michigan. Hannah’s friends from college. Her coworkers from the children’s hospital in their nice dresses andPlan Family Trips
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Almost everybody who walked past me did a double take.
