I heard my phone ring and recognized the bride-to-be's face, which worried me because I hadn't heard from her since our afternoon adventures had wrapped up. That wasn't like her, and since it was now after seven in the evening it made me worry a bit. I answered on the fourth ring because that's how long it took me to pick up the phone and answer. "Hey, I was starting to wonder if--" I started.

"I have a crisis here, Jackson hated the dress and told me to go return it!" Paula screeched through the phone, nearly shouting.

I gritted my teeth, glad that I was not on video because...