Brandon cried soft tears of joy as he recited his heartfelt vows at the alter.

I watched him from the third row and wondered whether he had any idea what Brittany had done to our grandmother earlier that morning.

At the reception hall, Grandma’s four tier cake stood proudly on a wheeled metal cart directly under the shining center lights.

Every single intricate sugar flower was completely intact and looking drop dead gorgeous.

Brittany was busily ordering the hired photographer to capture the masterpiece from six different artistic angles.

Brandon grinned brightly at Grandma from across the crowded room, giving her a quick wave.