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The Wedding “Are you ready?” Frank asked. Ivy drew a deep breath. “I think so.” She looked down at her bouquet and smoothed her dress. “Do you think he’ll like it?” “You look phenomenal, Ivy. I think he’ll love the … Continue readingThe Wedding
Girls Night (Part 3) After a marathon of animated Christmas specials, Chelsea and Kendra were sound asleep on the couch. Frank and Ivy carried the girls to their rooms as Holly nursed Frank Jr. Meredith tiptoed around the living room, … Continue readingGirls Night (Part 3)
Girls Night (Part 2) “Chelsea, look at Meri’s pajamas!” Kendra shook her sister’s arm. “That’s a look I can get behind.” Ivy said. “I’m going to go put mine on.” “Wanna play checkers?” Chelsea yelled. “Sure, Chelsea. I’ll be right … Continue readingGirls Night (Part 2)
Girls Night (Part 1) “Buckle up.” Meredith looked down at the latch. “I am. Ivy, are you okay?” “I’m fine.” Ivy looked around and backed out of her spot. “About how long do you think it would take to get … Continue readingGirls Night (Part 1)
Rehearsal Dinner Meredith slid her chair aside to let Toby sit down. “I can’t believe you did that.” “Sorry.” Toby unfolded his napkin. “You’re really cute when you’re mad, though.” She smiled sweetly. “You’ll see how cute I am when … Continue readingRehearsal Dinner
The Question Toby waited outside. “Hey.” Meredith poked her head out the door. “Are you trying to catch a cold?” He turned around and followed her back into the narthex. “I just needed some fresh air.” “Mind if I ride … Continue readingThe Question
Rehearsal “Are you ready for the big day?” Dennis asked. Toby wiped down his wrench with a rag. “I guess so. Ian texted me and said they picked up our tuxes this afternoon.” “I want pictures, man. You in a … Continue readingRehearsal
The Golden Sampan He studied the card a moment. She was watching him. ‘Holy guacamole! I didn’t say that.’ They had asked for his message and his name. They added the Love. ‘I guess that’s fair. I bought the most … Continue readingThe Golden Sampan
Love, Toby Meredith sat in the hotel lobby struggling not to itch herself raw. She clasped her hands between her knees and stared at the parking lot. Her phone rattled against the lip gloss in her purse. Sorry, traffic. Be … Continue readingLove, Toby
How About Chinese? “Meredith, are you alright?” Ivy glanced her way as she merged into traffic. “You’ve got ants in your pants.” “My pants, my shirt, my socks.” She shifted in her seat. “This itch, it’s driving me nuts.” “Do … Continue readingHow About Chinese?
