“What do you mean?”
She shrugged. “I don't want Clara to have to walk with Gabe.”
“Why not?”
“Because they were dating and they just broke up.”
I frowned. “Weredating?”
I glanced at my parents who were absorbed in their very own conversation. Mom nodded with her eyes wide with interest, looking at Dad in the same way she always had ever since they got married.
I gave them a warm grin before turning back to Jen. “So, spill the beans, little bean.”
“I hate when you do that.”
“You only hate it because you're frustrated.”
She rubbed her temples. “Yeah, I'm pretty frustrated.”
“So, what happened?”
“I thought you didn't want to hear about it?”
I shrugged. “You've piqued my interest.”
“I'm surprised you didn't catch wind of it around town. Everyone has been buzzing about it since Sunday.”
“Well, it's only Tuesday.”
“Which means word should have traveled to you by now.”
I rolled my eyes. “Jen, please.”
She stared blankly at me. “You really don't know?”
“Not more than what you told me in the car.”
“Well, she thought Gabe was going to propose, but instead he asked her to move to New York. I'm sure you're familiar with how she doesn't want to leave the Midwest. I don't think she even wants to leave this town.”
I lowered my voice and picked up my fork, playing with one of my fingerling potatoes. “I'm more than familiar with all of that.”
“I'm sorry. I thought you already knew all of this.”
“I knew about the proposal because you mentioned it.”
“Well, there was no proposal.”
I shrugged. “That really sucks.”
“You look surprised.”
“Iamsurprised. I mean, I wished her all of the happiness in the world. But I thought maybe she would change her ways.”
“She could possibly say the same about you.”
I shot her a hard look but kept my focus on the wedding. “Well, what are you going to do?”
She dropped her eyes to the notebook in front of her and tapped her pencil against the page. She shrugged. “Well, I have to figure out which of my bridesmaids I can move around. Moving one means moving, like, five of them.”