Chapter 50

She stared at him for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Oh, no! Don’t tell me they’re….” She waggled her eyebrows.

“Um….” Mopp blushed even harder, thinking of what he’d heard on the other side of the door.

“Well, I imagine they won’t want to be disturbed just now. Never mind, it’s not important. Would you mind setting up the chairs? Miss Abby’s going to get dressed, and if anyone comes looking for me, so am I.”

“Okay.” He removed his tux jacket, folded it, and placed it on the piano bench, then went to the first stack of chairs. They were white, and so suitable for a wedding.

“There you are, Mopp!” Mr. Cooper strolled into the room.

“Hi, Mr. Cooper.”

“I don’t suppose you’d want to call me Josh?”

“Oh, I couldn’t! My momma always taught me to be respectful—” He wanted to groan. Why had he said something so stupid? He thought of Mr. Cooper as Josh already, but he liked him a lot, and he didn’t think it would be a good idea to let him know how much.