She turned her back on me and looked down at the clerk on the floor.

“Bring me the cathedral veil with the crystals,” Vanessa said.

“We don’t need to see anything else today.”

Patricia clinked her rings on her glass again.

She took a long swallow of champagne.

“Out with the old, in with the new,” Patricia said.

I zipped up the garment bag.

By noon the boutique had filled up with other brides and their entourages.