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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Part One
  4. From the Website of Dearly Beloveds and Betrotheds
  5. Chapter 1The Call
  6. Chapter 2The Call
  7. Chapter 3The Reveal
  8. Chapter 4The Reveal
  9. Chapter 5The Media Play
  10. Chapter 6The Dinner
  11. Chapter 7The Dinner
  12. Chapter 8The Cab Ride
  13. Chapter 9The Dress
  14. Chapter 10The Beginnings of the Middle
  15. Chapter 11The Dress
  16. Chapter 12The Favor
  17. Chapter 13The Engagement Party
  18. Chapter 14The Engagement Party
  19. Chapter 15The Visit Prep
  20. Chapter 16The Appalling Call
  21. Chapter 17Paltrowed
  22. Chapter 18Venue Hunting
  23. Chapter 19The Miracle of La Mariposa
  24. Chapter 20The Call-Off Call
  25. Chapter 21The Blow-Off Call
  26. Chapter 22The Conversation
  27. Chapter 23The Strategy
  28. Chapter 24The Parting
  29. Chapter 25The Pickup
  30. Chapter 26Cards on the Table
  31. Part TwoFall
  32. Chapter 27The One that Got Away
  33. Chapter 28Operation Butterfly
  34. Chapter 29Dinner with Timmo
  35. Chapter 30The Scheme
  36. Chapter 31The Scheme
  37. Part ThreeWinter
  38. Dearly Beloveds and Betrotheds . . .
  39. Chapter 32The Arrivals
  40. Chapter 33The Mothers’ Tea
  41. Chapter 34The Rehearsal Dinner
  42. Chapter 35The Day Of
  43. Wedding of the Year
  44. Acknowledgments
  45. About the Author
  46. Also by Lian Dolan
  47. About the Publisher

Alexa felt a lightness of being from all the good energy in the room and it took her a second to hear the distress in her daughter’s voice. Finally, she did as she was told. That’s when she saw Penny for real. She looked devastated. “What’s the matter? Are you crying?”

Penny was crying. “It’s off, Mom. The wedding’s off. And it’s all my fault. And yours.”

Chapter 20
The Call-Off Call

The Mother of the Bride

Alexa excused herself from the others and found a quiet spot in the library. She positioned the phone so she could sit at the desk and focus on her daughter. Penny’s face was a mess, streaked and wet, like she was eleven years old and hadn’t been invited to Mallory Marquart’s birthday party because she lived in the “poor section” of town. Alexa used the same tone of voice now that she used then, gentle but firm. “Penny, Penny. What do you mean the wedding’s off?”

“We got into a huge fight. I had to work, he had to work. I felt terrible bailing on the trip home this weekend and I took it out on Chase. And he tried to calm me down, but I . . . I don’t know, Mom. I don’t know what happened. We’re both under so much pressure with my work and his campaign and the future of democracy. If I hear that stump speech one more time! So then I said terrible things about being dragged around to all these stupid fundraising events, about having no shared goals and that he was more interested in his campaign than our wedding. And then he said that he was, in fact, more interested in fundraising because I could handle the wedding. How hard could planning a wedding be? You’ve already been to so many and you always come home with a list of complaints, he said. That made me mad because he was right. I do not need another cheap bathrobe with the word ‘bridesmaid’ on the back. And then I questioned his commitment to me and he said I was the one with the commitment problem. And you know what? He’s right about that, too. I don’t know how to be in a marriage. How would I know that? Who would I have learned that from? Not you. What does a lifetime commitment even look like if we can’t do the simple task of planning a wedding together? It’s too much. I can’t do this.” She ended the monologue with a sob.