“Yes?”
“I’m going home with you tonight.”
I nodded.
“Okay.”
Vanessa stood several feet behind him.
She looked exhausted.
“We’re going to take some time apart,” she said.
There was no sharpness in her voice now.
Grant looked at her.
“We’ll talk tomorrow.”
She nodded.
Then something happened that I did not expect.
Vanessa walked toward me.
“I’m sorry I made you feel like you weren’t family.”
I studied her face.
“I am family.”
“I know.”
“Make sure you remember that if you and Grant decide to fix this.”
She nodded.
“I will.”
I did not hug her.
Not yet.
Some wounds need more than one apology.
Grant and I left together.
In the parking lot, he stopped beside my car and looked back at the reception hall.
“You think I ruined my wedding?”
I unlocked the door.
“No.”
He looked at me.
“I think you finally showed up for it.”
