Carry On.

“What’s a condescending elitist?” Julianne asked.

“Someone who upset Charlotte,” Evelynn said.

Footsteps, and then my father’s voice. “Is Charlotte home? Good. Now she can answer her own phone calls.”

“I doubt it,” Rebecca said. “She’s given up on men.”

My father grunted. “Well, that’s one down, and three more weddings to talk you girls out of.” He tapped on my door in passing and called out loudly, “Carry on, Charlotte, carry on.”

~It’s a Mall World After All by: Janette Rallison


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