Chapter 1278 – Let The Wedding Weekend Begin

• “No, no!” Amelia says, skittering across the driveway. “That box goes on top of the packages,” she says, a big smile pasted on her face as she redirects a Beta. “Very delicate things in that one.”
• The driveway is chaos, I think, as I stand with my arms folded across my chest. My two boys and I are each standing at the edge with our one little suitcase each, watching as Amelia packs three busloads of wedding supplies into a fleet of vans.
• Victor stands across the drive, surveying everything but largely letting Amelia take the lead. When the final box disappears into the final van, she claps her hands and gives a little squeal.