Chapter 53

“Thanks,” I said, “and maybe use a stronger scented air freshener next time. It still smells like someone got fucked in here.” With that pronouncement, I made my exit.

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Luckily, I was able to find enough roses around town for the wedding, though I gave up on the idea of matching purple vases since I was running out of time. Too bad. Elegant crystal would have to do. Viola could deduct something if she was feeling generous. And wouldn’t you know it? The actual florist for the wedding turned up with five minutes to spare before the start of the ceremony, after all my running around. It made me want to smack someone, but that was how things happened sometimes.