“Ryan told her they needed it for the ceremony.”
“And?”
“She said, ‘It’s mine.’ Then she walked out.”
That got me moving.
I called our neighbor across the street.
My children had known her their entire lives, and she agreed to stay with them.
Ten minutes later, I was driving toward the venue.
I expected chaos.Pregnancy & Maternity
Instead, the place had the strange quiet of a room after somebody says something nobody can take back.
Relatives stood whispering near the ballroom doors.
Nora met me.
“Where is Amelia?”
“Outside.”
I headed toward the garden.
Nora caught my arm.
“Annie.”
“What?”
“She’s not throwing a tantrum.”
“I know my daughter.”
“I’m telling you because people are already calling it that.”
That made me stop.
“She asked questions.”
Nora looked toward the ballroom.
“And nobody liked the answers.”
I found Amelia sitting on a bench in the garden.
