Chapter 10

“It’s your wedding,” Bob said, “not mine?”

“Just answer me, goddamn it!” Jacob shouted. “Red or brown tie?” He went to the mirror and placed each on his neck to see which went the best.

“That’s not even red, Jacob; that’s like oxblood or something,” Bob said, biting his hot dog.

“Really, but Franklin said it's red.” Jacob said as he turned to him, “Are you serious? The best time to eat is now.”

“What?” He said with a huge chunk in his mouth, “I am the best man , not the best woman.” The ketchup from the hotdog dropped on his white shirt. “Aagh, fuck.”

Jacob turned back to the mirror and sai

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