By the time Max arrived, it was late evening. The crowd at the cafe has thinned and Jane has completed her calls to all of Clarissa’s friends and relatives who had RSVPed. It was not easy convincing them that she was not pulling a prank on them. Of course, almost all of them were shocked and had demanded to know what had happened. She glossed it over with “irreconcilable differences” and quickly hang up with the excuse that she had more calls to make. If inviting guests for a last minute wedding was hard, calling them to cancel the wedding three days before the wedding was a nightmare.
When Max strode in, larger than life, his very presence commanding attention and turning heads, Jane immediately stood up. “I’ll leave both of you to it, I’ll be waiting outside,” she said and hurriedly le
