“I don’t know if I can afford that right now.”
There was a pause. “Emily, this is your sister’s wedding.”
“I know. Things are really tight.
Ethan’s medical expenses—”
“You’re always talking about Ethan’s medical expenses,” my mother interrupted, her voice taking on an edge. “I understand he’s sick, but life goes on for the rest of us. This is Clare’s special day.”
I closed my eyes.
“Can I think about it?”
“The deadline for ordering is next week. Clare has her heart set on having you in the wedding party.”
