Helen knew me.
I’d volunteered at St.
Mark’s for years.
“The ceremony is still two o’clock,” she said.
“Yes.”
“Family photographs start before the service?”
She looked at the schedule.
“That’s what I’ve been given.”
“Where do the families enter?”
“There’s a separate side entrance for the wedding party and immediate family.”
I nodded.
Then saw a note beside the photography schedule.
Price family introductions first. Bride’s relatives as arranged.
Not a crime.