"And if she doesn't?"
"Then it stays closed."
That seemed fair.
"Use it only if she lies."
***
The box was where it had always been, behind old papers and a blanket nobody used. I pulled it down with both hands and carried it back.
"There," I said, setting it on the table. "Fifteen years."
***
On the wedding day, I woke before sunrise.
I was in a small room, fighting with my tie, when Jerome came in.
"Need help?"
I woke before sunrise.
"I raised six girls," I said. "You'd think I could handle fabric by now."
He fixed the knot. "You handled the hard part. Today is about Adele. But I know what it took to get her here."
I had to blink.
"Take care of her."
"I will."
The door opened, and Lucille walked in like she was entering a fight.
"I raised six girls."
"If Maya makes a scene," she said, "I'm walking outside before I say something I can't take back."
