“Drink a little of this,” I said.

She took a small sip and handed the heavy glass back to me.

Water sloshed over the rim onto my thumb.

“I ruined his beautiful wedding,” Evelyn whispered.

“You did nothing of the sort,” I said.

“All those people laughing at me, George.”

“They were looking at Samantha,” I said.

“They saw exactly who she is.”