Created empty chairs where people used to sit together.
But he had never earned the power to decide that everything before Lina no longer counted.
Neither had Lina.
Neither had my mother.
And certainly not a wedding ceremony.
The next morning, I found Amelia sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal.
She glanced toward the windowsill.
“Mom?”
“Yeah?”
“Can we light my candle sometime?”
I looked at it.
“Sure.”
“Not for Dad’s wedding.”
“I know.”
“Just here.”
“What would it be for?”Family Law
She thought about that.
Then shrugged.
“Us.”
My throat tightened.
I kissed the top of her head.
“I’d like that.”
That evening, after dinner, all four children gathered around the table.
Amelia placed the candle in the middle.
Peter wanted to light it.
She refused.
“It’s mine.”
“You always get everything.”
“I literally went to a wedding for it.”
I laughed.
Then Amelia struck the long lighter with my help.
