“Telling you it was all for you someday. His granddaughters. Never me. Never once in my life did he tell me anything was for me.”
Nobody said anything.
“So when you got engaged, Brit,” Mom said, crying now, “I thought, she’s going to have what I didn’t. She’s going to have a dress and a tent and a band and two hundred people. And I didn’t care where the money came from.” She wiped her eyes with her apron. “I didn’t care. I wanted my baby to have
a real wedding.”
“And Jess?” Brittany said quietly. “What did you want for Jess?”
Mom looked at me.Track Pregnancy
I watched her face. I watched her try to find the answer.
“Jess was always fine,” she said finally. Very softly. Like she was just hearing it for the first time.
“No, Mom,” I said.
I stood up.
