Raven
Richard and I finally chose a date for our wedding. Six days passed, and the preparation was hectic. The wedding was going to be in two days, and I was nervous.
Although Raina and my mother envisioned something grand, I preferred something simple, especially given the urgency of my grandmother's upcoming surgery.
I understood her desire to be present for the wedding. With only a fifty-fifty chance of survival, it was important for her to create cherished memories and not miss any crucial moments before the operation.
My mother introduced me to her board of directors and promised to take me to see her father, who was currently in Kentville with my grandmother. I was glad they were working things out.
I would have loved to meet my father, but I did not want to pressure my mother
