Always a Reader Never a Bridesmaid

So she finally asked. The wedding is in June and finally she asked. Not to be a bridesmaid, not me. No, when I asked if anyone was doing any sort of reading she looked at me with wide, beseeching eyes and I knew I had been tapped.

Again.

This will be number four for me as trusty reader. What? Just because I work in a bookstore must I always be the reader? I can pull off seafoam green or an ass bow as well as the next chick. What's the matter with me?