Across the room, Maya laughed like she was winning.
“She’s lying about all of us.”
***
Before the planned speeches ended, Maya stood and reached for the microphone.
“If I may,” she said, smiling at Harry. “A mother should say a few words on her daughter’s wedding day.”
My chair scraped back.
Adele stood first.
Maya lifted the microphone. “Adele, my beautiful girl, from the day you were born, I dreamed of seeing you in white.”
Adele’s face stayed calm.
“I dreamed of seeing you in white.”
“A mother’s love never leaves,” Maya continued. “Even when life, pain, and other people pull her away from her children.”
The room went quiet.
“There are things children can’t understand. Sometimes a mother is kept from her children.”
Adele stepped forward. “Actually, Mom, before you finish, I have something for you.”
