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I was still trying to fasten my earring when Millie informed me the flowers were wrong.
“Wrong how?” I asked.
“They’re supposed to look like dandelions. These look like little suns.”
I looked at the paper blooms spilling out of her basket. Hannah had spent two evenings making them with her.
“Then they’re very enthusiastic dandelions.”
Millie considered that. “Okay. But I’m telling Aunt Hannah we need better instructions next time.”
Hannah, kneeling to straighten the hem of Millie’s purple dress, snorted. “I’ll put it in my performance review.”
We were in the small room behind the clubhouse meeting area, waiting for the ceremony. Three weeks had passed since we’d exchanged private vows in Benny’s backyard. My narrow commitment band sat on my right hand, while Nixx’s engagement r
