Jake's vision blurred and when everything came back into focus, some things were different, like the fact that Breanne was wearing a tuxedo.
"Jake, there you are," Breanne said. "The wedding is in an hour. Why are you here?" She shook her head. "Never mind. Let's just get to the church. David can't get married without all of his bridesmaids with him, right?"
"What? David's getting married?" Jake asked. David Holt was his best friend. "Wait a minute. Did you say his bridesmaids?" Jake's attention drifted into the hallway, beyond the open door of the apartment. He saw a man walking through the hall. He recognized him as Peter Willis, one of his neighbors. But he was dressed like a woman! A white silk blouse, black skirt suit, and black heels. Jake wasn't sure, but he thought he saw the man wearing pantyhose too.
