Honor nodded. “I think so.”
Brenna pulled up the order forms for the weddings on her laptop and added additional wines to make sure they stocked appropriately. “Got it.”
Mom always held the agenda, so she looked to Brenna next. “What have you got, Brenna?”
She didn’t need to read a report to give the information she needed to. “The vineyards are in good shape for harvest. All the grapes are strong. No diseases. Those in fermentation look amazing, and we’re bottling like crazy. The chardonnay is especially tasty. Our yields are going to be fantastic this year. Dad’s really happy with every stage.”
Mom smiled widely. “Yes, he’s especially pleased. It’s a good year for the grapes.”
“That’s great news,” Erin said. “I can’t wait for harvest.”
Harvest was always an especially fun time of year. “Me, too,” Brenna said.
“You’re up, Honor,” their mother said.
Honor opened up her notebook and slid her laptop in front of her. “Okay. I met with three couples last week and took them on a tour of the grounds, to include the reception barn and the vineyard. All three scheduled weddings.”
“That’s fantastic,” Brenna said.
“I know, right? Well, four weddings were scheduled, actually.”
Mom frowned. “Four?”
Erin grinned. “She means that Jason and I have set a date for our wedding.”
A loud chorus of excited cheers went up.
“When?” Mom asked.
“The Richmond/Lisbon wedding moved to next year, so I slipped into their October slot.”
Brenna blinked. “You mean October as in two-months-from-now October?”
Erin nodded. “Yes.”
Their mother just stared, openmouthed, with nothing to say.
“Holy shit.” Brenna opened the wedding schedule to check the slot. It was mid-October, which was actually less than two months away since they were already well into August. “Erin, are you insane?”
Erin shrugged. “We were going to plan it for next spring, but I was supposed to marry Owen in the spring and I don’t want a repeat of that disaster. Plus, Clay and Alice are getting married next May and I want to be able to focus on their wedding without mine getting in the way.”
Brenna waved her hand back and forth. “First, as if that disaster could ever happen again. Your relationship with Jason is solid. You two love each other. Second, you juggle like no one I’ve ever seen.”
“I know,” Erin said. “The idea of this wedding being like my . . . nonwedding is ridiculous. Still, it’s in my head and I don’t want it to be. And besides, if anyone can pull a wedding together in two months, it’s this family.”
“This is true,” Honor said. “I promised her we could do it. Obviously, we have the venue sewn up. And wine. And we have all the connections to prod and push the vendors to make sure we get everything else in line quickly.”
Erin nodded. “We’ve got this. It’s doable.”
Honor was already making furious notes. “I can handle this.”
“No, we will handle this,” Brenna said. “As a family. Whatever you need on the wedding side, Honor, we’ll all pitch in and help.”
Honor gave her a grateful look. “Thanks.”
Wow. Her sister was getting married. This year. Brenna did not see that coming. What a whirlwind this was going to be.
“Which just leaves me to get the dress,” Erin said. “Er, dresses, since there will be bridesmaids, of course.”
“A wedding in two months,” Brenna said. “Only this family would try to make that happen.”
“Not try,” Erin said. “We’re going to do this, right?”
Mom shook her head. “My child, you are nothing if not a constant surprise. All right. If everyone agrees, then we’ll make it work. No, we’ll more than make it work. We’ll make it perfect.”
Erin looked around the table. “I won’t deny that this will be difficult.”
Brenna shrugged. “I’m in and I’ll do whatever it takes. After what you went through with Owen, you deserve your happily-ever-after, however you want it.”
“What Brenna said,” Honor said. “You know I can make this happen for you.”
Erin clapped her hands together. “I love you all so much. Thank you for supporting Jason and me.”
“How does Jason feel about all of this?” Brenna asked.
“He’d happily go to City Hall and marry me there tomorrow. And he’s all on board for the October wedding. He wants whatever makes me happy.”
“Which is why he’s the one for you, honey,” Honor said. “So when do we go dress shopping?”
Erin laughed. “Obviously as soon as possible.”
“Okay,” Mom said. “Let’s get out our calendars and we’ll make some plans.”
They did just that, picking a day that week where they could clear their schedules.
“That’s not all the news I have.”
Everyone stared at Honor.
“There’s more?” Brenna asked.
Honor nodded. “Yes, and this one will affect you, Brenna.”
Brenna shot her a curious look. “In what way?”
“Esther Brown’s wedding next weekend.”
Brenna nodded. “Right. I’m a bridesmaid.” She and Esther had been friends since high school. She’d been honored when Esther not only chose their vineyard to have her wedding but then asked Brenna to be a bridesmaid.
“Exactly. Her matron of honor, Vanessa, is seven months pregnant and lives in Portland. She planned to be here but her pregnancy just became high risk because of high blood pressure and her doctor advised against travel, so she can’t make it to the wedding. Which means Esther’s had to come up with a replacement.”
“Oh, that’s too bad,” Mom said. “She must be so upset about that.”
“They both are. However, Esther also happens to be best friends with Allison Walker, who’s going to be Esther’s replacement matron of honor.”
Erin looked over at Brenna. “Oh, crap.”
Brenna rolled her eyes. Since Allison was married to Brenna’s ex-husband, that meant Mitchell would be there, too. There was no way Allison would show up on Bellini property without him. “Won’t that be fun.”