“You know every story, every wound, every memory. Their whole life’s happiness is wrapped up in you.  Every single moment. Don’t you get it? Look down the road to her wedding. I’m in a room alone with her, fitting her veil, fluffing her dress, telling her no woman has ever looked that beautiful. And my fear is she’ll be thinking, ‘I wish my mom was here.’”

“And mine is… she won’t.”