< 9 As I finished speaking, Qiana walked into the restaurant. Our table was near the entrance. She'd overheard part of our conversation. She approached curiously."Lanie, who's getting married? Can I go? I've never been to a wedding!" Menu I was rarely confronted with someone so lacking in boundaries, but perhaps I'd grown accustomed to Qiana's antics, and knowing I was leaving soon, I remained calm. Tiffany, however, was furious. She tossed her silverware onto the table, glaring at Qiana. "My wedding! You're not invited! Are you happy now?" "Do you even have any boundaries? Are we close? Do you try every roadside food truck just to see if it tastes good?" Tiffany's voice was loud and cutting. Qiana visibly flinched, appearing terrified. Tears welled in her eyes. She looked to Ethan and Mason, who'd just entered the restaurant, her eyes pleading for help. Ethan, unaware of the context, saw Qiana's distress and immediately pulled her into his arms. "I'm here for you. If you want to go, you can go to any wedding you want." Mason chimed in."And me! Forget weddings. You want the moon? I'll climb a ladder to get it for you. Don't worry about those people." Between them, they managed to coax a smile from Qiana.