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“Chet wants roses in the wedding” She paced like he’d said he wanted to club baby seals during the reception

“And that’s a problem?” I kicked the door closed and crossed my arms over my chest

She threw her hands up “Of course, it’s a proble peonies Shades of pink peonies But roses will ruin everything They’re trite and expected This is supposed to be a trendsetting wedding We need peonies”

And here I’d thought it was so I’ it willis perfect”

“He squeezes his toothpaste from the middle And he leaves the milk out on the counter every time he uses it”

“Like a monster”

She stopped and faced me “Thank you! I tried to tell Kaitlin, Gretchen, and Beth about it and they blew it off”

“That was a joke It see Or stuff you should talk to him about”

“There’s two ” She looked down at the couch before perching on the edge like she was afraid she’d catch so from it Honestly, I didn’t blaht for it, she’d probably have an out of body experience

“I thought you were getting ”

“Moed the date Theand Mom doesn’t want to compete for attention”

“Of course she doesn’t” My eye roll was barely contained “But it’s your wedding Why don’t you tell her no?”

She tilted her head and stared at me with a look that only people who’d been in the trenches of childhood together could share

In the grand sche problem—it was barely a proble real? When hadn’t Mo aside even the most minor inconveniences to make her happy? So I could see how in her head this was like flunking out of a se someone smash into your brand new car

“Right” I nodded “It’s not so I can help with I’m surprised she sent me an invitation at all”