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the Grand Canyon. What better way to travel on the "The Mother Road" than in classic cars? When they got to the Canyonlands in Utah, they were renting Jeep Wranglers, but until then, classic vehicles were their mode of travel.
    Drea asked about air conditioning. Especially since they planned to drive through Texas, Arizona and New Mexico. It was the middle of June, for heaven's sake. Polly had batted her eyes at Henry. This wasn't a new conversation. They had gone back and forth between taking his truck with all of its conveniences, and taking the car. But it was something he wanted desperately to do, so she'd relented and purchased lightweight clothing and several fun hats. If they were driving in the heat of the summer, they were driving with the roof down.
    Then, Bunny climbed into Mark's lap and Polly went ballistic. She physically lifted the girl off of a very surprised Mark and dropped Bunny back in her own chair, then stood over her, shaking her finger.
    "You stupid, selfish, bitch," Polly had said. "It wasn't enough that you made everyone carry your crap and wait on you today. We also had to listen to you go on and on about yourself. Now you embarrass yourself by coming on to someone who is obviously not interested. I've had it. You should apologize to every single person at this table, but you won't because you believe the world revolves around you. So, keep your damned hands to yourself and keep your mouth shut."
    Bunny had the grace to look chagrined. She muttered "I'm sorry" and then pouted the rest of the evening. Polly knew her outburst had effectively killed the fun, but the strain on everyone's faces while Bunny was out of control was apparent. Bunny sniffled and snuffled in her seat and pushed back from the table, in order to make it obvious that she wasn't getting close to Mark. Every once in a while, she sent a grim look Polly's way.
    After Polly took a few deep breaths and calmed herself, she apologized. "I'm sorry for coming unglued, guys. I didn't mean to wreck the evening."
    Since no one was willing to make it any more difficult for Bunny, they had simply acknowledged Polly's apology and pretty soon, the evening broke up. Drea and Bunny rode with Polly and Henry in his truck and the ride home had been silent, except for texts constantly coming in from Sal and Joss, who were apparently laughing hysterically at what had happened.
    Bunny had sulkily gone to her room and Drea had given Polly a hug, telling her that the little fool had it coming and Polly was the only person she knew who had the balls to say it out loud.
    Polly crawled up and put her head on the pillow beside Henry's, then caressed his face. "Maybe I was mad at her because this weekend was supposed to be for us and she was intent on stealing the limelight. It's not like I don't know that about her. She always has to be the star. Maybe I was just jealous."
    "Honey, you don't do jealous. At least not like that. She was making all of us uncomfortable and Mark wanted to crawl under the table. Since she was your friend, he wasn't sure how to handle it. I suspect he breathed a huge sigh of relief when you shut her down. A little sulky behavior on her part isn't going to destroy the weekend for me, don't let it affect you, okay?"
    "Them's easy words to say," Polly remarked. "Them's not so easy words to live."
    "Tomorrow, you're going to be busy with your friends. If you let Bunny ruin your weekend, you'll be sorry for a very long time. Just ignore her and act like her bad behavior doesn't even exist."
    "You say that like it's a new idea. Bunny doesn't let people ignore her, but I'll try. At least I have a lot of people around here who don't care about her."
    "Exactly. If you want more entertainment, sic Sylvie on her. You know how she puts up with bad behavior."
    Polly started laughing and let out a snort. "That's perfect. She's managed more than her fair shar e of nasty wedding behaviors." She hugged him. "I love you and I'm sorry that I screwed up