Chapter 31: Once Upon A Joke.

Even my boyfriend isn't interested in what I'm saying, he doesn't care that my family are insensitive to my suffering, and at the same time, they're planning a wedding right in front of someone who planned a wedding but didn't wed.

I sighed and yanked open the refrigerator with a boiling rage, a bottle of Heinz ketchup flew from the side shelf onto the floor.

"Is everything alright in there?" my mother asked from the living room.

"Yeah!" I said, as Jon replaced the ketchup and grabbed another beer.

I took a deep breath, and followed him back to the living room to see my mother and Dianne talking about the guest list.

"Two hundred seems just about right," Dianne said.

"Two hundred is the bare minimum and it adds up fast. You're going to realize that. Let's see, if your parents invite twenty couples, and we invite twenty couples, that's eighty guests right there," my mother said.

"True," Dianne said. "And I'm going to invite a lot of people from Good Haven."

"Well, that should cut do