That was when my luck turned. Tony caught up with me. "Hey," he said with a flick of his brown shaggy hair.
"Hey," I said trying to sound cool because inside I was boiling over with happiness. "So, how do you know my sister or her new husband?" I asked flattening the huge bow on my hips.
"I'm the grooms brother." I felt so stupid. Richard Rodginger. Tony Rodginger. Why didn't I put the two together.
"Sarah Kate come on your sister's waiting to cut the cake." Why did mothers have to interrupt times like this?
" Coming mama," I called. "Wanna come?" I asked Tony as I ran up the aisle and out the door of the church.
Anyways I'm at th party right now. I'll write more later.
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