Five Minutes Before My Wedding, My Daughter Asked Me to Look Inside Her Bunny. The Secret Changed Everything.
White garment bags hung from closet doors.
My mother-in-law-to-be called three times about seating arrangements.
Someone had to collect the rented candles.
Someone else wanted to know whether the flower girl would scatter petals or carry a tiny bouquet.
Mabel wanted to know whether Bunny could come.
Matthew said a stuffed rabbit would spoil the photographs.