Her speech was an apology and acceptance all in one, and I heard it loud. She touches her heart with one hand, eyes welled with tears like mine. When she meets my gaze, I mouth, “I love you.” Not me, but I’m so insanely glad to finally have her on our side. Who would have thought that my mom of all people would see the beauty in my relationship with Ryke? “To my daughter and her husband-to-be, I hope you only know true happiness.”Ī hot tear slides down my cheek, the room booming with applause and cheers in agreement, hopefully most sincere. And together, you both make a beautiful, perfect storm.” She raises her champagne glass. You can’t be bottled or contained anymore than she can. “Then, one day, I realized that you are lightning. Why are you the one man who’s good enough for my daughter?” “She chose you, and it took me time to figure out why and how you both fit together. “I’d forgotten that you can’t bottle lightning anymore than I can,” my mom says.

She’s admitting her faults in front of her friends. One that holds more meaning than simply saying I’m sorry to his face. She looks down in reverence, and when she returns her gaze to Ryke, there are genuine tears glassing her eyes. My daughter was yours, and there was nothing I could do.” “You were rightfully let go without charge, and I had to surrender what I believed was a loss. “Of course you had no reason to be there,” she says. Not even paying attention to the gossipy throngs of people. Her expression mirrors his, a faint smile, zeroed in on him. I look to Ryke and he’s almost smiling-what… “And at one point, I misjudged you and even called the police on you.” My eyes widen at her admittance of this memory, and the room explodes in whispers.

Long way down calloway