Forty-Nine Paper Cranes

This was the forty-ninth time Sean had abandoned me for Joy.

He was a psychiatrist, and Joy was his severely depressed patient.

Because of Joy, he had repeatedly left me stranded at theme parks, coffee shops, and just about everywhere else.

This time, it was our engagement party.

I grabbed his hand, desperate to make him stay.

"The ceremony starts in ten minutes," I pleaded. "Just walk down the aisle with me. Does she really need you right this second? Can't she wait ten minutes?"

Sean looked at me, a flicker of irritation flashing across his eyes.