When I called to ask when the wedding was, my daughter laughed: “We already got married, Mom. We only invited people who really matter. Just send the beach house keys and stop being dramatic.” I smiled, hung up… and three days later, I left a wedding gift at their door that made her husband scream for hours. “Mom, Trevor and I got married yesterday. Just a small ceremony, close family and friends.” I froze, the phone warm in my hand. “Yesterday? But… you told me October.” Madison’s voice wavered