“Last time we talked, he promised
he’d be there. On time, even.”
She laughs. You didn’t give him
a hard time, did you? I mean about
being punctual. No wedding starts
exactly when it’s supposed to.
There’s always some sort of delay.
Don’t know why that is, but it is.
“If you say so.” Not like I’d have
a clue. “I’ve never been to a wedding.”
Not like she doesn’t know that.
“Yours will be my first.” And hopefully
not my last. I want one of my own
before too very long. The amazing
thing is Bryce hasn’t even asked
about protection. Maybe he wants
me to get pregnant too.
“Are you going to have a baby?”
Her smile drops away. “I don’t
mean right now. But ever?”
She looks like she has something
she wants to tell me. But the mall
has suddenly reached our line
of sight. She perks up and says,
Who knows what the future might
bring? Let’s start with underwear.
UNDERWEAR SHOPPING
Is likewise something I’ve never
done. Well, I mean Wal-Mart undie
shopping is one thing. Upscale