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Krystal’s eyes today? I think she cried a lot last night.”
    “Poor thing,” Hanna says. “Who do you think did it?”
    Probably by some bored kid with nothing better to do with his Saturday. “I don’t know. I figure it’ll remain a mystery.”
    “Hmm,” Lizzy says, “like the mystery of who stole those fraternity boys’ clothes the night they went skinny dipping in Lake Lemon?”
    I can’t help but smile at the memory from my first semester at Sinclair. All those beautiful men searching for their clothes in the moonlight.
    “Or the mystery of how the Sigmas all came down with stomach cramps after outing your friend Ed?”
    Her implication clicks into place in my mind and I lift my hands, palms up. “You think I did this?”
    The girls shake their heads, saying “Oh, no! Not us” in unison.
    “Why would I want to ruin Krystal’s wedding with a stink bomb?”
    “ We don’t think you would,” Lizzy says. “It’s just…”
    “There’s been some talk,” Hanna finishes.
    “And your name’s been mentioned,” Lizzy says.
    Hanna pats my arm. “It’s no mystery how much you hate weddings.”
    Translation: Everyone knows how much I must hate seeing Will marry Krystal.
    “We’d hate weddings too if—” Lizzy cuts herself off.
    Hanna finishes for her. “You know.”
    “I do”—I soften the truth—“ dislike weddings, but not because—”
    “Of course not,” the girls chorus.
    “I would never—”
    Lizzy holds up her hand. “You don’t have to say anything else. I guess it just occurred to Hanna and me…”
    Hanna nods. “…With the talk and all…”
    “…How insensitive it was for Krystal to ask you to be in her wedding after…”
    “You know,” they say together.
    “It’s fine. I’m the one who canceled the wedding. I don’t have any hold on Will.”
    “Was it weird?” Lizzy asks in a whisper. “Being a bridesmaid in Will’s wedding?”
    Hanna bites her lip and watches me.
    “So, Asher’s some sort of rock star?” I ask to change the subject.
    Lizzy huffs, unimpressed by my non-sequitur, but Hanna’s drawn in by more talk of the sexy rocker and gapes at me in dismay. “The lead singer of Infinite Gray?”
    “Infinite Gray?” I frown. “Isn’t that the band that put out the song ‘Unbroken?’” I listened to that song on repeat during my sophomore year of high school, but then…I don’t remember anything else. One-hit wonders? “A rock star,” I mutter, trying to fit it all into place. There was something familiar about Asher—those eyes . This must be why.
    “Former rock star,” Lizzy corrects. “The band dissolved after their first tour. Same old story—hit the big time too young and got caught up in booze and drugs.”
    “I heard,” Hanna says, “that he beat the shit out of some dude in a bar last year and got tried for aggravated battery.”
    My jaw goes slack. Now I really do want that beer. Aggravated battery. “Really?”
    Hanna bites her lip. “No one but Asher knows what really happened that night. I’m sure he’s a nice guy.”
    Right. Because nice guys get charged with aggravated battery all the time.
    “Doesn’t matter anyway, right?” I shake my head and force a smile. “He’s had that house for, what, five years? And this is the first time we’ve seen him around? It’s not like I think I’m going to see him again.”
     
     

Chapter Four
     
    William
     
    The best part of living in a small town is that everyone knows everyone. This is also the shittiest part of living in a small town, a fact I’m reminded of every time I take my grandmother to her bi-weekly salon visits.
    “I’m so glad you’re okay,” Cecilia says as Grandma gets situated in her chair. “It’s just terrible what they did to your wedding, Willy.”
    I cringe but don’t bother to correct her on my name. Cecilia has been calling me Willy since I was a toddler. If my red-cheeked embarrassment didn’t stop her when I was a teenager, a polite