I crouched down and hugged her.
“Have fun, baby.”
“I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too.”
As they headed outside, Mom muttered under her breath,
“You could at least behave like a sister for one day.”
I closed the door before I said something unforgivable.
My other three children were already fighting over what to watch on television.
I curled beneath a blanket on the couch and tried desperately not to imagine the wedding taking place three towns away.
Ryan at the altar.
Lina dressed in white.
My parents
