Chapter 83

“Maybe we should wait,” Jay suggested.

“Can you?”

“No.”

“Well then.”

Tomorrow would be better. They were travelling on in the morning to a hotel, the whole event pre-arranged. His parents would renew their marriage vows, and they and their guests attend a reception. The booking included the ceremony, the banqueting hall, use of the grounds and facilities, dinner, a portion of the drinks, and many of the rooms. Immediate family and closest friends would stay the night. Others would stay for the day, maybe part of the evening, depending on when they needed to commence their homeward journeys. Jay’s parents had booked to remain longer—a romantic break. His mother, wanting her children’s help to make certain everything ran well, had summoned them to arrive a day early and travel convoy style to the hotel.

An image flittered into Jay’s brain of a mother duck leading a line of ducklings along the dangerous side of a motorway.