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

outside the double-paned glass. “The florist called me this morning about the autumn lilies, Martha, and she wants to know if we are doing the full altar sprays or just the pew bows.”

“The registry, Beatrice,” I said.

“We have plenty of time for bookkeeping after we settle the church decorations,” she said, her nails tapping faster.

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