“Mom!”
She jumped off the bench and ran straight into my arms.
I dropped to my knees and held her tightly.
She was crying.
“I ruined Dad’s wedding.”
“No, sweetheart.”
“Everyone was staring at me.”
I wiped her tears.
“You didn’t ruin anything.”
Ryan stood several feet away.
“Annie…”
I looked at him.
“Don’t.”
He stopped.
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Amelia wiped her cheeks and suddenly looked at both of us.
Then she held up her fingers and began counting.
“Mom. Dad. Me. Kelly. The twins…”
She stopped.
“There was supposed to be one more.”
The air seemed to disappear from the garden.
Ryan looked away.
My chest tightened.
Our fifth baby.
The child I had lost.
The child everyone seemed to avoid talking about because remembering that baby made the whole situation uncomfortable.
Amelia looked at her father.
“Does the baby still count as our family?”
