been in an order she chose, and someone had moved them and put them back wrong, and that, for reasons I still cannot fully name, was one of the things that stayed.
I called Kelsey.
She answered on the third ring.
I described what I was looking at.
She laughed.
She said: it was my wedding, so I did whatever I wanted. I don’t care what you think. Instead of wasting your time calling me, you should’ve already started cleaning.
