The seamstress dropped a box of pins on the floor.”

Evelyn picked up her teacup from the glass table.

Her hand trembled slightly, making the china rattle against the saucer.

“Let me talk to Brandon about this,” I said.

“No,” Evelyn said quickly.

“He’s already so nervous about impressing her family.

He took out a new credit card just to buy her the engagement ring she wanted.”

“He told me he had savings for the ring,” I said.