Chapter 133: Tough Decisions

"So, basically, you have nothing planned yet," Sylvia pronounced. "No venue, no guest list. You don't even know what theme you're going with, if there is a theme."

Byron divested himself of Beethoven's jacket, looking relieved to have it off. Despite the family legacy and Sylvia's belief in its lucky properties, Emily thought perhaps he would be happier if he didn't get married in the old jacket. After all, she wouldn't have liked it if someone tried to force her to get married in her grandmother's mothball-scented wedding dress!

"I always thought we'd get married on the island," Byron said. "Where we had our first vacation together."

Emily hadn't thought of that before, but she liked the idea.

"Seriously, a remote island in the middle of the Pacific?" Sylvia said. "And you expect hundreds of people to fly there for the wedding and find accommodation?"

"Uh…" Byron was a bit stunned. "Well, I wasn't expecting to invite hundreds of people."

Sylvia's cat settled down on an armchair