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doors and onto the patio. She was alarmed until she turned and saw that her “attacker” was Katie.
    “Holy catfish!” Chelle exclaimed, “What are you doing out here on the dusty patio? Do you have any idea what your aunt – or whoever she's talking to on the other end of that headset – will do to me if I deliver you into the limo with a filthy hem?”
    Ignoring this tirade, Katie asked solemnly, “Is it true?”
    Chelle, ever the optimist, was still holding out hope that Katie hadn’t heard her news and was inquiring about some other gossip-worthy scandal.
    “Is what true?” Chelle asked conspiratorially.
    Katie’s eyes widened, she shook her head. “Is it true that David cheated on you and got some skank pregnant?”
    “Oh, that,” Chelle said nonchalantly, “yeah, that’s true.”
    Downplay, that was her only move at this point in the game!
    Katie’s voice got squeaky and high, not a good sign. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “It’s not that big of a deal. I just didn’t want you worried about it. Now, come on, we gotta get you to the limo!” She tried to gloss over the whole thing and pull Katie back inside.
    Katie maneuvered herself until she was standing in front of the door. “Um, hello, it IS a big deal! And of course I’m gonna worry about it, are you kidding me?”
    There was a loud knock on the door and the girls looked up to see Aunt Wendy tapping on her watch indicating that it was time for Katie to go. She didn't look happy.
    “You see?” Chelle said, “Seriously Katie, go. I’m fine. Really.”
    Katie shook her head and waved off her Aunt, indicating she wasn’t leaving yet. When she turned back to Chelle, she wore an earnest expression, and she said, “What are you going to do, Chelle?”
    Chelle wanted to laugh. Katie asked ‘what are you going to do?’ as if she assumed that Chelle had formulated some sort of a plan. Honestly, Chelle thought Katie was giving her more credit than she deserved.
    Chelle felt the hysteria bubbling back up, “Umm...get a hotel, I guess?”
    Katie looked taken aback, “Get a hotel? You mean while he clears his stuff out?”
    Chelle shook her head, “Oh, no. He has no intention of leaving. He's given me five days to get out. The skank's gonna change my locks.”
    Katie's eyebrows raised and her voice became deadly calm as she said, “Yeah, that's not gonna happen. It's forty different kinds of illegal, and I'm going to make sure he's aware of that fact.”
    Chelle shook her head, “Katie, it's your honeymoon. You should just be having fun.”
    “Believe me,” she replied grimly, “The conversation that he and I are going to have will be a LOT of fun. For one of us. Quick hint – it's not going to be him.”
    Chelle shook her head, “Oh, Katie. I'm just sorry this whole thing happened on your wedding day.”
    Katie wrapped her up in a warm embrace, “Seriously, don't give that a second thought. Besides, it's not like you chose the timing. But, honestly, sweetie...what's the plan? I can't just fly off to paradise not knowing what you're gonna do!”
    “I’m not sure, but I’ll be fine. Really,” Chelle did her best to sound convincing, “How did you find out anyway?”
    Katie’s arms flew up as she animatedly explained, “Well! Jason and Eddie both cornered Alex because they thought he was trying to hook up with you all day today, and they were pissed. Eddie because, well, you know how he is about his baby sis. And Jason just because he thought that it was super tactless to be trying to score with you at his wedding reception. Alex cracked under the pressure, or maybe they gave him a wedgie? I'm not totally clear on that part. At any rate, he spilled. I’m not sure exactly how it came down, but the end result was that he sang like a canary. Of course, he told Jason not to tell me, but, come on, please. Jason knew I would have killed him if – make that when – I found out that he knew what happened and waited until we got to our