Kaitlyn\u2019s voice died in her throat, so I finished the sentence for her from memory. I had read the contract so many times I could recite it without looking.<\/p>\n
\u201cIn the event of cancellation by the account holder, the deposit of twelve thousand dollars shall be refunded in full, less a processing fee, provided notice is given more than ten days before the event.\u201d<\/p>\n
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I folded my hands. \u201cI gave notice on the eleventh day, Kaitlyn. One day inside the window. The money comes back to me. All of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mason looked at me desperately. \u201cGrandma, please. The wedding is in eleven days. We have nowhere\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Before he could finish, someone knocked on my door.<\/p>\n
When I opened it, Diane stood there holding a manila envelope. Beside her was a woman I had never seen before, dressed in a crisp blazer and carrying a leather portfolio.<\/p>\n
Diane smiled kindly.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Voss,\u201d she said, \u201cI brought your refund confirmation. And I brought someone who very much wants the June 20th date.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mason and Kaitlyn turned toward the stranger.<\/p>\n
Neither of them knew what was about to happen.<\/p>\n
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