Wedding Plans

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And like that she’d just left. He watched as she went outside, and wouldn’t at all be surprised if she’d end up making a snowman out there without him after the phone call was done. Sighing, Jack turned back to the magazines but found one for grooms, and began slowly leafing through some tuxedoes.

Outside, on the phone, it was picked up. “Howdy, this is Bonnie.” the woman’s voice said over the phone.

“Hello Bonnie!” Katelynn greeted, grinning and picking up some snow in her hand to make a snowball, phone wedged between her shoulder and ear. “It’s been a while, how are you?”

She couldn’t even wait for the phone call to be over, collecting snow and making snow balls in her hand, piling them up. It was a good thing she had remembered her jacket and gloves before going outside.

“I’m doing great, thank you Katelynn! Or should I say daughter-in-law-to-be? Congratulations I’m so sorry I haven’t called! We’ve both been so busy and honestly our memories are like nets with massive holes in them, can’t remember a thing!” Bonnie laughed on the other side of the phone, “And I heard he gave you my mothers ring, too?”

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