What the hell has happened? I spent an hour on the phone last night with a hysterical woman who turned out to be your mother. It took me most of the conversation--if you could call it that-- to figure out what was going on, and finally she managed to spit it out --your wedding is off. I have to say I was less shocked than she was. What has Simon done this time? I always said that he was no good for you. I guess you're lucky that you didn't get any further and have to start canceling things. Well, if you're leaving town again, you know you're always welcome here.
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