Friday afternoon. The school pickup zone was crowded with parents and cars and the particular chaos of children released into the weekend. Arianne arrived a few minutes early and found Julian already there, leaning against his car with his arms crossed, watching the doors like he was waiting for a verdict.
"Gilbert and Audrey postponed the wedding," he said as she approached. "Late March now. His fiscal year assessment at Pemberton is taking longer than expected, and the schedule conflict was unavoidable."
Arianne nodded. She'd heard rumblings from Gilbert's office, but nothing confirmed. "Was Audrey upset?"
"That's what I asked him." Julian shook his head. "Apparently not. She's relieved. She's handling most of the wedding preparations herself, and the extra weeks give her more breathing room. She said something about finally having time to choose between two identical shades of ivory for the tablecloths."
"Audrey said that?"
