I turned the air conditioning up a notch and waited.

The line rang three times before it connected.

“Hi, sweetie,” Vanessa said.

I could hear the rattle of a grocery cart rolling over tile in the background.

“I’m just grabbing a few things for dinner.”

“Are our custom wedding rings safe?” I asked.

“Of course they are,” Vanessa said.

“I knew how stressed you were getting with the caterer this week.