Yes, I would go and see what the secret society was all about. If there were orgies, I would participate in orgies. I would throw off being a good girl once and for all in spectacular fashion.
But there was no way in hell I would come out married at the end of it. I was done living according to how everybody else, including my mother, thought I should be.
The bridal march started, and both my mom and I stood. The grinning bride, stars in her eyes, started down the aisle toward Montgomery.
And for the first time in a long time, I felt excited about my own future too.