Monday morning.
The weather was cloudy and the sky was dark. It seemed as if the weekend had passed in some haze after Grandma and Herman’s big announcement. Eduardo came on Saturday and stayed with me until Sunday afternoon to help me plan the wedding. We were in the hospital to consult with Grandma and talk about all the important little things, so we managed to decide on a wedding venue, flowers, even a dress. She found exactly what she wanted, so I sent the order to a Chicago wedding dress salon online. My grandmother will be a beautiful bride as she makes vows in Stone Church Chapel with Herman. The wedding may be smaller, with only the closest friends, but that will only make it more romantic, in my opinion. I walked out of Starbucks with coffee warming my cold hands before the sta
