She reached out and tapped Kendra on the shoulder.

“This is going to be so easy,” Vanessa said.

“What if the stain doesn’t set in time?” Kendra asked.

She agreed with whatever the loudest person said, but her voice was tight.

“Honey, expensive silk dresses snag and stain instantly,” Vanessa said.

“I’m just going to trip and spill a little on the train.

By the time they find it, she’ll have to walk down the aisle in a bathrobe.”

Kendra laughed nervously.