Daniel cried as he said his vows. I watched him and wondered whether he knew what Ashley had done that morning.
The rest depended on one thing
At the reception, Grandma’s cake stood on a wheeled cart under the lights.
Every sugar flower was intact.
Ashley was telling the photographer to capture it from six angles.
Daniel grinned at Grandma across the room.
And that’s when I realized he knew nothing about what had happened when Ashley fetched the cake.
Grandma’s cake stood on a wheeled cart under the lights.
I found Grandma watching from the dessert table.
“It’s the best cake you’ve ever made,” I said.
“I’m glad he likes it.” She smiled, though her eyes still looked tired.
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Around seven-thirty, with the cake-cutting minutes away, I walked up to the head table with the gift box in my arms.
“A little something for the happy couple,” I said.
