Four weeks was not enough time to plan a backyard barbecue, much less a wedding. I'd wrongly assumed with no time to prepare, people wouldn't be able to come, but Hayden had sent out an email to our guest list explaining the date was being moved to accommodate the arrival of a new member of the family. Suddenly, people's schedules opened, and news of Liam Hill having another baby spread like wildfire-everyone who was anyone in publishing wanted to attend. I didn't know what the interest was or why people hadn't used this as their get-out-of-jail-free card, but they hadn't, so I just kept adding tables to accommodate the headcount.
Every waking moment was spent back and forth to Greenville or on the phone with the venue, the caterer, the florist, or some other person involved in my day. Wh
