Sweet Thing by Renee Carlino

Author:Renee Carlino [Carlino, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

One piece from the soundtrack of my life

The next day was Friday, the day before Jenny’s wedding, and I planned to head out to the cottage with her that night. It was slow at Kell’s for a Friday. As I stared out the café window, I saw Will come out of the record store across the street. He took a cigarette from behind his ear and lit it. When he saw me in the window, he smiled really big, then threw the cigarette down dramatically and stomped on it. He swung his backpack around and pulled out a CD. He pointed to it and yelled, “It’s fucking awesome!” I loved that he liked my song. Right then Audrey came strolling out of the store as a cab pulled up. She waved to me while Will yelled, “I’ll see you at the wedding.” And then they hopped in the taxi and sped away.

Jenny and I rode out to South Hampton that night along with Jackson. We danced in our seats and sang at the top of our lungs the entire way there; it was Jenny’s sad excuse for a bachelorette party. I’d tried to plan one for her but she told me the last five years of her life had been one long bachelorette party. Tyler must have felt the same way because he didn’t have a bachelor party either. Jenny didn’t even want a wedding shower; she was satisfied with one day at the cottage with thirty of their closest friends and family.

“So what is Will gonna play?” I asked Jenny, realizing we had never talked about it.

“Just ceremony music, some acoustic guitar. He wrote us a really beautiful instrumental piece, so I’m going to walk down the aisle to that.”

“That’s wonderful. He’s so good and I can’t wait to hear him play.”

“Yeah, he is. He asked if we cared if Audrey played the finger cymbals on one of the songs. I guess she told him that she always feels left out cause she’s not a musician, so he taught her how to play the fucking finger cymbals,” she said the last part giggling.

I started laughing. “God, I know it’s terrible to be mean ‘cause she’s so nice, but man, she is way, way too happy. She’s happy and nice to the point where I feel like an asshole just being around her.”

“Yeah, I’m sure she has flaws, everybody does,” Jenny said and then turned up the radio.

Once we got to the cottage we went straight to bed. The next morning Jenny’s mom showed up along with Karen, a friend of Jenny’s from high school. The four of us had the task of setting up the tables and chairs. The wedding was to start at three; we had our work cut out for us. Jenny wanted to be back in the cottage by noon so we would all have plenty of time to get ready. It was a beautiful morning; the pond glistened behind a rose-covered wrought-iron archway set up for the ceremony.

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