My Brother’s Bride Refused to Pay Our 73-Year-Old Grandma for Her Wedding Cake. What Happened at the Reception Changed Everything.
She penciled a number on a sheet of paper, erased it, and wrote a smaller one.
“That’s less than the ingredients cost,” I pointed out.
“I don’t want them to think I’m greedy.”
I pushed the eraser away from her.
“What would you tell me if a client offered me less than my work was worth?”
She frowned.
“I’d tell you not to undervalue yourself.”
“Then let’s use your advice.”