"Don't be mad, Kathy. Mr. Sanchez was just worried I wouldn't know what to do at my own wedding someday, so he gave me a little preview."
"Tell you what. For the next game, I'll let you have the bride's role back."
I frowned. That word, let, scraped against my nerves like a nail on glass.
Before I could agree or refuse, Shirley was already reaching into the game box, pulling out a slip of paper, and reading it aloud.
"The bride must kneel before the groom and bark like a dog ten times, to demonstrate her absolute loyalty to her husband."
A beat of stunned silence. Then murmurs rippled through the group.
"Didn't we agree not to put any humiliating ones in there? Who wrote that?"
"Not me..."
"Wasn't me either..."
Shirley shot them an exasperated glare.
"Oh, hush. You all think it's humiliating, but maybe Kathy here thinks it's a treat."
"I mean, a gold digger like her just loves groveling to keep a man happy. Me? I could never. I have too much self-respect." She sighed theatrically.
Her gaze locked onto mine, a taunting smile curving her lips.
"Well, Kathy? You wanted to play games with Mr. Sanchez so badly, didn't you?"