Three Bags of Cashews and a Dishonest Sister In Law at the Wedding

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The waitress arrived with our first course, but I didn’t look at the plates she set down.

Instead, I reached into the large canvas bag at my feet and pulled out three small, clear cellophane bags tied with simple white ribbons.

Inside each bag, the white chocolate coating on the cashews and graham cracker pieces gleamed under the soft chandelier continue reading …