Jennifer picked up the folded piece of paper and handed it to him. She didn't mean to look at it--she wasn't the type to pry--but she couldn't help but notice the name, and there was only one Samantha she was aware of on the island (that wasn't preschool age, anyway).

She wasn't going to pry.

Okay, she was.

"You're still going to make sure Sam gets to the wedding, right?" she asked. "Someone's got to be there to make it all official."