Then Stella arrived to return something we had left in her car, and Charlotte came with a message about the wedding photographs.

The kitchen filled again without anyone planning a family conference.

We looked at pictures over breakfast.

Chloe laughing while Marcus tried to cut the cake.

Violet wiping her eyes.

Evelyn reaching toward someone with a tissue.

Maya standing beside Stella.

The photograph of all six with me in the middle, taken after the dance.