He winced. "Uh… yes, Mom."
"YES?! That's all you're going to say?" Her voice pitched even higher. "I found out from the internet! The internet, Kendrick! My own son's marriage news is trending, and I didn't even get a phone call?!"
"I was going to tell you—"
"When? After your anniversary? During your retirement party?"
Kendrick glanced at Zephany, who looked like she wanted to sink into the couch and disappear.
"Mom, please. I… it happened so suddenly. It wasn't planned."
"Not planned?! Marriage is not like buying bananas from the market, Kendrick!"
Zephany bit her lip to keep from laughing, while Kendrick rubbed his temple.
"I'm sorry, okay? I'll explain everything. Just… maybe later?"
There was silence. Then a calmer voice replied, "I want to meet her."
Kendrick froze. "You what?"
"Your wife. Zephany, right? Bring her to dinner this weekend. No excuses."
He gulped. "Okay."
"And tell Levy I'll be calling her next. She's not off the hook either."
"Yes, Mom."
Click.
