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T: Oh. OK. Good.
W: I’d very much like to meet Amanda before the wedding, Todd, if that’s at all possible.
T: Um, sure. OK. Maybe we’ll come home for the spring break. And it wasn’t me, you know.
W: What wasn’t, honey?
T: It wasn’t me who was worried about you at the wedding. Not to start with anyway.
W: I’m not sure I’m following you.
T: It was Sue and Neil. I mean, I don’t want to get them into trouble or anything, but they were the ones who got Amanda all worked up.
W: Why? What did they say?
T: She was telling them all the plans. For the reception and stuff. And Sue said she didn’t think it was wise. To have it in a pub.
W: Because of me?
T: Yeah. Kind of.
W: Oh, honey, I’m sorry.
T: And then Amanda got scared that there would be some awful sort ofFour Weddings and a Funeralscene – that it would be the only thing anyone would remember. Especially what with you and Dad not talking and everything. Her folks are dead posh, too.
W: I’m not sure that?—
T: I mean, they’re a bit, you know… What people call ‘stiff upper lip’. They wouldn’t cope well. With a scene.
W: I think even posh people have domestics, honey, but I hear what you’re saying.
T: Sorry, I didn’t mean?—
W: Todd, sweetheart, I get it. And I’m sorry I had you all worried. But everything’s going to be fine. Because I’m not drinking anymore, at all.
T: You are happy for me, aren’t you? About me getting married, I mean? Cos you haven’t said it, you know.
W: God, of course I am, Todd! And you’re right I should have said that first.
T: But are you really?
W: Look, I am. I just worry about you. I worry that it’s too soon, that you’re too young. All that stuff.
T: But we’re in love, Mum…
W: Yes, I know. And I’m very, very happy about that. I just worry… It’s a mother thing, I think. It’s kind of non-negotiable, I’m afraid. It’s what mums do. They worry.
T: Right, so are…
W: Yes?
T: Are we OK, Mum? Like really? Cos all this has been fu… Messing with my…
W: Todd?
T: I’m sorry, Mum, but it’s been really eating me up. I felt so stuck in the middle. I’ve been feeling kind of pukey about it all. Cos if I tried to change the reception I’d have to explain why. And if Ididn’tchange it then…
W: Please don’t get upset, honey. Take a deep breath. Everything’s fine. Everything’s perfect. I’m sober as a judge, and I’m not upset at all.
