“That doesn’t excuse her selfishness. You worked nights as a janitor so she could go to dance classes.”
“Just let her live her dream,” Grandma said gently.
“She’s supposed to come by this afternoon to talk about the wedding preparations.”
“She’d better drop off an invitation while she’s here. You deserve to be a guest of honor.”
Grandma agreed, sharing how excited she was to see her granddaughter walk down the aisle. I smiled, knowing how important that was to her.
“Thank you for being a good granddaughter and sibling,” she said.
“Family is the most important thing we have.”
I set the kettle on the stove and listened to the water heat up.







