All the guests had arrived and were being served their choice of wine. The hors d’oeuvres table was a thing of beauty but no less than she expected. The Promenade had a first rate chef. The decorations, the favors, all the other items on the list were under control. The musicians had just arrived, and the small bar was open for business. The elegant room was a sea of red and white hearts, in shiny paper and matte, three-dimensional and flat. The wedding cake, which would be wheeled in after dinner, had white buttercream frosting with Janice and Will in red, the date, and a discreet sprinkling of hearts. The room was large enough to be divided for the wedding and the dinner. Afterwards, the wall would be opened to allow for dancing. Janice and Will were both upstairs in separate rooms, getting ready for the ceremony. The minister had arrived and was speaking with Janice’s mother. Avery blew out a breath of relief. Everything was on schedule. No disasters yet. Tanner had arrived with Will, already in best man mode.
