“It’s not my wedding sweetie, you do it any way you want!” Bonnie said back, laughing. “However way you book it will be beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she gushed a tiny bit, smiling. “I mean I just thought just in case at least I’d ask.” She picked up some sticks, holding them in her free hand and using the other to make sure her phone didn’t fall. “I’ll make sure to give you a call then to let you know the exact details of when and where so we can give you two enough time to come back to the city. I don’t want to rush you.”
“Well we can always just fly in, there’s no issue with that.” Bonnie said.
Jack Maple 