Ladle to the Grave (A Soup Lover's Mystery book 4)
“Jack asked.
Lucky shrugged. “It’s not bad, really. The material for Sophie’s dress and veil and the tulle for the gazebo was super reasonable. The harpist is charging a flat fee, and I think she’ll be worth it. She’s wonderful and the music will be so romantic. She’ll wheel her harp in and I think we should put her on the deck ’cause it’s a good solid surface. She’s agreed to play for an hour before the ceremony and as Sophie walks to the gazebo. Then she’ll play for about half an hour after the ceremony while everyone’s milling around.”
Jack’s eyebrows shot up. “Everyone?”
“Well, that’s kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.” Lucky watched her grandfather carefully. She took a deep breath. “You see, for the past week or so, I’ve discovered that lots of people are convinced they’re invited.”
“Like who? I thought Sophie wanted just a private ceremony?”
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