was also the person responsible for making the entire event possible.
“What are you going to do?” Colleen asked.
I didn’t know yet.
I sat in the dark for two hours.
No crying.
No throwing things.
I simply replayed eight years of giving.
The mortgage.
Tuition.
Rent.
Car insurance.
$47,000 for the wedding.
And after all of it, laughing emojis.
Finally, I picked up my phone and typed five words to Jessica.
Good. Real family can pay for the venue themselves.
I sent it.
Three minutes later, Colleen told
