remain firm.
“Okay, okay,” Fey hedges, not even waiting for my reply. “Once a week might be a little steep. After all, I know how busy you are.” She sneaks a look at Jeremy, full of sly understanding. “But at least once a month. Okay? And email me when you can! At least that way I don’t have to wonder if you’re alive or not.”
“Okay,” I smile. “Sure, Fey. I can do that.”
She takes out her phone and hands it to me. “Punch in your new number,” she commands.
I freeze. I don’t have a number, and if I do anything on the phone without Jeremy seeing, his suspicions would immediately be raised. The memorandum on news of the outside world has still not been lifted.
But before I can blunder things any further, Jeremy reaches over and takes the phone from my hand. “I gifted Lilly a new cell phone with an international data plan,” he says, “when we arrived here last night. She hasn’t had the chance to memorize the number yet. Have you, Lilly?”
“Oh. No.” I say. “I’ve no idea what it is. The phone’s still in its box.”
Fey and her mom exchange a strange look.
“Luckily, I have it saved in my contacts,” Jeremy continues. He takes out his own phone, and transfers the number from screen-to-screen. He hands Fey’s back to her.
“Thanks,” she says, squinting her eyes at me in unspoken questioning. I give her a little smile and a shrug.
Well, that wasn’t suspicious at all, I think.
That’s when I notice the delicate engagement ring on her finger. I’d been so caught up thinking about how I must appear to her that I’d forgotten all about Robin!
“Where’s your fiancé?” I blurt out.
“Oh.” Fey giggles. “Robin didn’t come with us. He got a job offer from The Economist for next year. They have a winter break retreat for all the new recruits in South Africa.” She smiles. “I’m so happy for him.”
“ The Economist is a prestigious newspaper,” Jeremy says. “Receiving an offer from them right out of college is impressive. I respect that.”
“Thanks,” Fey beams. I can just see the pride radiating on her face.
“You haven’t gotten married yet, have you?” I ask. “Still just engaged?”
“Oh, a wedding is an enormous undertaking,” Thalia says. “The two love birds wanted to do it quick, right at the end of summer. But Fey’s father and I managed to convince them otherwise. It took quite a bit of wrangling on my part.”
“Mother!”
Thalia smiles warmly at Fey. “I convinced them to wait a year and do it properly after graduation.”
I lean forward in interest. “So the date is set?”
“Oh, yes,” Thalia replies. “August 23 rd , 2014.”
“You’re coming. Right?” Fey asks. She sounds suddenly anxious. “I wanted you to be . . . one of the bridesmaids. But I didn’t know if I’d see or hear from you before then . . . ”
“We’ll both be there,” Jeremy interjects. “If Lilly has the honor of being one of your bridesmaids, it’s not something I’d ever let her pass up.”
I turn my head toward him. Appreciation of the deepest sort blooms within me.
“Of course,” Jeremy continues, “being a bridesmaid is no small task. You’ll want her free and on-demand in the weeks leading to. If the August date is final…?” He trails off, and both Fey and Thalia nod, “… then we’ll make sure to schedule Lilly’s vacation time in advance. Thalia, you mentioned difficulties in planning? Well, I know of a magnificent event planner who just so happens to be on my payroll.” He takes out a business card from his pocket and writes on the back. “That’s her name and contact information. Give her a call. Tell her you’re a friend of mine. Use my first name. She’ll know who you mean.”
“Thank you,” Thalia says. “But I couldn’t possibly—”
“I insist,” Jeremy says. He pushes the card across the table, where Fey picks it up. “And I’m well aware that a wedding can be a great expense. Work with my
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