At My Daughter’s Wedding, My Husband Gave His Mistress My Seat and Told Me to Sit in the Back—Then the Groom’s Father Walked Past Him and Said, “Laura, I’ve Finally Found You”
Then:
“Where is Dad?”
“Hotel.”
“Grandma?”
“Assisted living.”
“Corinne?”
“With your father, as far as I know.”
She closed her eyes.