The Wedding Thief by Mary Simses

The Wedding Thief by Mary Simses

Author:Mary Simses
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Published: 2020-07-07T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

Doesn’t Everybody Like Grilled Cheese?

The next day, Mom called to tell us she was being discharged from the hospital that afternoon. The tests showed no sign of a stroke or a heart attack, which was great. Still, the blood pressure medication she’d been on hadn’t done what it was supposed to do. I hoped the new medication would work.

While I waited for Mom to let us know what time to pick her up, I grabbed a few of the old photo albums from her bookcase and took them into my room. I sat down in the middle of my bed and chose some photos of Mariel that I knew she wouldn’t want the general public to see, including one where she was in her Britney Spears outfit. I snapped pictures of the photos with my cell phone and e-mailed them to Lory Judd at the bakery so she could print them on the cake.

After that I called George Boyd at the country club.

“I hope your mother’s all right,” he said when I explained why I hadn’t been able to meet with him the day before.

I thanked him and told him she was going to be fine. “Maybe you could e-mail me your catering menu,” I said. “And we can do this over the phone.”

He told me he’d send it to me in a few minutes. While I waited for the menu, I put in another call to Brian Moran, the keyboardist and contact for Eleventh Hour. This time he answered.

“Sorry I didn’t get back to you,” he said. “We had a gig out of town and didn’t get in until really late last night.”

“That’s okay. I just wanted to talk to you about some songs my sister wants to add to her playlist for the wedding reception.”

“I’m sure we can handle whatever she’d like,” he said. “We can do just about anything—pop, rock, R and B, jazz standards.”

“Great. Well, she’d like you to play ‘Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover,’ ‘You’re So Vain,’ ‘Never Really Over,’ ‘I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For,’ and ‘D-I-V-O-R-C-E.’” I loved that old Tammy Wynette tune. “Oh, and for the first dance, the groom wants ‘To All the Girls I’ve Loved Before.’”

A couple of seconds of silence ticked by, during which I imagined a confused Brian wondering what this wedding was all about. “They want those included, not excluded?”

“Included. It’s part of an old joke they’ve had going on for years.”

“Um, okay, sure,” he said, sounding anything but.

After we hung up, I checked my e-mail and found the catering menu George Boyd had sent, all six pages, complete with selections for children’s parties. After studying it for a few minutes, I wrote some notes in my pad and called George.

“If you want to review the selections and phone me tomorrow, that’s fine,” he said. “Or we can set up another meeting. Or you can e-mail me your changes.”

“I think we can do this right now,” I said.

“Sure. That’s fine too. I didn’t realize you were ready.



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