Orange Blossom Brides

“Of course you can,” Celeste Barclay informed her only daughter in her cultured tone. “It’s for the good of the society.”

Lilli gripped the phone tightly. “I don’t even belong to the society.”

“Of course you do. I added you to the roster years ago.”

Lilli clenched her teeth. Of course she had. With her mother, every answer started with, of course you do. Or can. Or will. Of course you can swim, just pump your legs. Of course you’ll attend the ballet, we bought you a ticket. Of course I can upset your life, I’m your mother and I love you.

“You promised you’d be back in plenty of time for Tie the Knot,” Lilly reminded her.

“No, dear. I promised to do everything in my power to get back in plenty of time. My ladies are counting on you.”

Her ladies. Lilli rolled her eyes. Just because they were her mom’s ladies didn’t mean Lilli should inherit them. “So are you saying you won’t make it back in time?”

“If your father hadn’t left his tennis bag on the floor right by the balcony of our suite, I wouldn’t have tripped over it.”

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