She looked at the church doors.
“I thought if I could look like Ethan’s family, I’d finally feel secure.”
“And did you?”
“No.”
The answer came immediately.
She laughed through tears.
“I felt terrified all the time.
Every dinner, I worried I’d say the wrong thing.
Every time Margaret mentioned another family, I compared myself.”
I watched her.
“That sounds exhausting.”
“It was.”
“Lauren, I don’t dislike Margaret because she’s wealthy.”
“I know.”