The Live-Chat Says Grandma Will Steal My Luck, So Never Marry

In our family there's a rule: you have to be married before you turn twenty-five. On my twenty-fourth birthday, Grandma came around nagging about it again. "Hailey, sweetie, I'm getting old. I just want to see you settled. This year, no matter what, you're going to get that license signed and have the wedding." I was about to nod and agree, when a row of live-chat comments suddenly floated up before my eyes: