“I know,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Believe me, I didn’t know she was going to do that.
I’m so sorry.”
For a moment, since my anger had brewed up again, I considered telling him to pack up and leave, but then I looked over at Lindsey. She was sitting stiffly at the table, her face pale and her eyes darting around nervously as if expecting another disaster to strike.
“Maybe this is punishment enough,” I said finally. Ryan nodded, relief washing over his face.
The rest of the evening passed without incident, though my SIL avoided me like the plague.
When she tried to complain to the rest of the family about her ordeal, they sided with me without hesitation!
“You threw away their mother’s ashes?” my aunt gasped. “What were you thinking?!”
By the end of the night, my SIL was thoroughly humiliated, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of poetic justice.
As Nathan and I were cleaning up after everyone had left, he gave me a sly grin. “You think Mom was with us today even though Lindsey spilled her out?”
I laughed, shaking my head.
“If she was, it sure feels like it and I really hope so!”
Nathan put an arm around me and kissed the top of my head. “Well, either way, Lindsey got what she deserved.”
I nodded, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. Mom may not have been with us in the way we’d planned, but in that moment, I felt her presence more strongly than ever.
Source: amomama
