Regina finally caught on. Her lips trembling, she turned to my brother.

"Honey, this is OUR wedding, right? Tell them it is!"

My brother didn't know squat - he'd left everything to Mom.

All he could do was nod like a bobblehead.

"Of course it is! Whose wedding would it be if not ours?"

Mom appeared from behind him, looking absolutely gorgeous and elegant - I could barely take my eyes off her.

"Son, why are you ...