“There were hardly any photos with you in them. Ashley told me you liked your privacy, and I believed her because I was busy handling the rest of the event.”
“I never said that.”
“I know that now.”
So I told her everything. The beach. The cropping. The comment. Michael saying nothing. Lily hearing more than any child should have heard.
“We’re not using Ashley’s version.”
Rachel muttered a curse.
Then she said, “We’re not using Ashley’s version.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. The slideshow structure is already done. I only need the right photos. Can you help me tonight?”
So we made a new one.
We opened the family archive Michael had kept for years and started choosing.
