Chloe and Kimmee had convinced their mother to let them go to the party after the wedding rehearsal, but maybe they had more of those fruity drinks with umbrellas than they should have. Now they were almost an hour after their mother’s fairly generous curfew. “Straighten up, girl,” said Kimmee to Chloe, “or Mom will never let us out till we’re 50 or get married ourselves . . .