My Brother’s Wedding Invitation Was a Rejection. So I Booked a One-Way Ticket and Chose Myself.

sharp with irritation: “Kevin, who are you talking to?”

“It’s my sister,” he replied, and I heard him moving away from the phone. “I’m just telling her about the wedding.”

“It’s our honeymoon. Hang up.” Her voice was clearer now, closer to the phone.

“Just one more minute,” he protested weakly.

“Now, Kevin.”

No argument. He returned to the phone, his voice continue reading …