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My phone buzzes and a moment later the text message pops up on my laptop screen.
EDIE: Remind me: your email is Faye-dot-Benington, right?
ME: Yeah.
EDIE: No Faye Ellen, right?
ME: Correct. Dropped the Ellen like a bad habit pre-Stanford
EDIE: Great
ME: What’s this about?
EDIE: Promise not to get mad?
ME: That’s a loaded question, Edie Beanie
EDIE: You know you’re my maid of honor and nothing’s going to change that
ME: Uh huh…
EDIE: And you know Mom…
ME: Yeah…
EDIE: Well, we had lunch the other day, and she’d invited Dar’s mom, and Liza was there too
ME: Of course she was
EDIE: Faye…
ME: It’s fine, Eed. She’s your friend and she’s going to be your family.
EDIE: I’m not making excuses for her past behavior, but it’s been a long time since you’ve seen her. She’s not eighteen anymore.
I scoff under my breath. Just because she’s not eighteen anymore doesn’t mean anything about her potency. It just means she’s now a bitch with access to her trust fund.
EDIE: Well, Dar’s mom mentioned how much work being the maid of honor is and wondered how you were managing it?
How am I managing it? I haven’t done anything yet. I guess I thought Edie would tell me if something needed doing, but I realize she’s been engaged for a solid month and I haven’t done anything. Perhaps I should have?
EDIE: Not that you should feel badly about this, because we never talked about anything, but Dar’s mom wondered about the bridal shower and if she should hold off on their June trip to St. Nevis. And I didn’t know what anyone had planned or not planned. And then Liza said she had some extra time that she could make a few phone calls, do some of the organizational on-the-ground stuff. I was on to my second gimlet before I realized it was an intervention.
I take a deep breath and tug on my earlobe. I hate that they cornered her and gave her booze and shanghaied her into agreeing to let Liza do the maid of honor work.
ME: Eeds, it’s okay. I haven’t been holding up my end of the bargain.
EDIE: We never hammered out the bargain.
ME: You know what I mean. If Liza is up for it, and it’s what you want, it’s okay.
She doesn’t respond for a minute and my chest tightens slightly. It’s always felt that way when Liza is involved. Whether I was ever a willing participant or not—and I wasn’t—she’s always competed with me for Edie’s attention. It seems it’s going to keep happening, even though she’s now grown up.
ME: Is this what you want, Edie?
EDIE: I think it would make things easier. Just to have her here, local, you know? And you’re so busy with med school.
ME: It’s really okay, Edie-Beanie
