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"Why would I want to speak to Sean?"

"Be back in twenty minutes," Duncan called from the front door.

My best kid, Cindy thought, entering her room and reaching for the
phone on the night table beside her bed. "I'm not here," Julia
repeated from the doorway.

"Hello."

"It's me," the voice announced as Cindy plopped down on the edge of her
unmade bed, a headache slowly gnawing at the base of her neck.

"Is it Sean?" Julia whispered.

"It's Leigh," Cindy whispered back as Julia rolled disappointed eyes
toward the window overlooking the backyard. Outside, the late-August
sun created the illusion of peace and tranquility.

"Why are you whispering?" Cindy's sister asked.

"You're not sick, are you?"

"I'm fine. How about you? You're calling awfully early."

"Early for you maybe. I've been up since six."

It was Cindy's turn to roll her eyes. Leigh had elevated sibling
rivalry to a fine art. If Cindy had been up since seven o'clock, Leigh
had been up since five; if Cindy had a sore throat, Leigh had a sore
throat and a fever; if Cindy had a million things to do that day, Leigh
had a million and one.

"This wedding is going to be the death of me," Leigh said.

"You have no idea what planning a wedding this size is like. No
idea."

"I thought everything was pretty much taken care of." Cindy knew that
Leigh had been planning her daughter's wedding ever since Bianca was
five years old.

"Is there a problem?"

"Our mother is driving me absolutely nuts."

Cindy felt her headache spreading rapidly from the top of her spine to
the bridge of her nose. She tried picturing her sister, who was three
years younger, two inches shorter, and fifteen pounds heavier than she
was, but she couldn't remember the color of her hair. Last week it had