“The engagement party’s in six weeks,” Laura said. Nathan could tell she was biting her lower lip. “I can move the wedding date up?”
“Sure the parents wouldn’t get suspicious?” Nathan asked dully.
“Let them think I’m knocked up.” Laura’s tone matched Nathan’s. “That’ll make them happy.”
Nathan shook his head, even though Laura couldn’t see him. “No. Don’t do that. I’m fine. I will getfine. I’ll do what I have to do.”
“We’re both doing our share of that.” Laura brightened. “And speaking of…”
“Oh, God.”
“We’ll be going shopping with Mother and the sisters.”
Laura was the youngest of three girls, and she always referred to Leslie and Lydia as “the” sisters. Not hersisters. “Oh. Awesome,” Nathan replied. “When?”
“A week from tomorrow.”
“Why in the hell do they want meto go?”