Sue held the receiver about a foot from her ear, vacillating between suppressing the urge to laugh and marveling about how sharp her mother's irate voice sounded.
"I always liked Jack, but he is being extremely insensitive," Mrs. Thomas was snapping loudly. "He wants a full choir in the church? Then he wants to have the reception at a music conservatory? Does he not know that you can't hear? He should be spending money on things that you can enjoy!"
"No, mom, we want a full choir, and we want the reception to be at the music conservatory. I love all these plans!"
"Sue, you spoke of your dream wedding many times, and I can assure you that the words 'choir' and 'music conservatory' never came up."
"Tastes change, Mom. This is what I want now. It is my wedding, after all. Believe me, I know how to stand up to Jack when I want to."
"Well, I wish you would. This is a ridiculous expense for something that you cannot hear."
"You did not seem to think it a ridiculous expense when you paid for my piano lessons, even though I could not hear those, either."
"But this is your day."
"It will be, Mom. I promise you that it will be one of the happiest days of my life, and yours."
Sue gently hung up the phone, and then burst into a fit of laughter. Lucy had said very similar things when she got her wedding invitation. Poor Jack was bearing everyone's rage very bravely - everyone assumed that the wedding plans had been his doing. Well, they would find out soon enough who the real culprit was!