Not something Liam had chosen.
Her chair.
Ashley ran.
She gathered her wedding dress in both hands and crossed the ballroom so quickly William barely moved aside.
When she reached Mom, she dropped to her knees.
For a moment neither spoke.
Then Ashley took both of Mom’s hands.
“Grandma, I thought you didn’t want to come.”
Mom stared at her.
“I thought you didn’t want me.”
Ashley broke. She laid her head in Mom’s lap, and Mom bent over her, holding her the way she’d held her when she was little.Pregnancy & Maternity
“I wanted you beside me,” Ashley sobbed.
“Oh, sweetheart. I wanted to be there.”
William turned away and wiped his eyes.
Liam stood alone beside his table.
Eventually, he walked toward them.
“Mom.”
She looked up.
“I can explain.”
“I know why you do it, Liam.”
He stopped.
Mom’s voice was quiet.
“You think I blame you for my fall.”Dresses
His face changed.
“I should’ve been there.”
“You were picking up food for Ashley’s birthday dinner.”
“I left you on that ladder.”
“I got on that ladder.”
His eyes filled.
Mom reached for the wheels of her chair.
