ONE HOUR TO THE WEDDING

"How much do you remember now?" Jorginho asked as he helped Markris with the knotting of his tie.

Markris shrugged. "The last memory of last night is following Ariana outside."

"Hmmm. So what did she tell you?"

Markris moved his mouth to speak but quickly shut it. "I can't remember." He lied through his teeth and promptly turned around to pick up his suit jacket from the bed.

Jorginho didn't believe him for a moment, but he wouldn't push it if Markris did not feel like confiding in him.

"Just to fill in the blanks, when you came in, you ordered a whole barrel of...