“Daniel! Do something! Make her apologize and put the cake back. Right now!”
Daniel looked between us. “Will someone tell me what’s going on?”
“Because Ashley promised to pay Grandma for the ingredients and her labor,” I said. “Then, after Grandma finished it, she refused.”
“Daniel! Do something!”
His brow furrowed.
“What? Ashley told me Grandma was making it as a wedding gift.” He turned to her. “Is that true?”Ashley crossed her arms.
“Okay, fine. She mentioned she wanted money at first. But you don’t charge family for a wedding cake, Daniel. That’s ridiculous. And now your sister is making a huge spectacle over nothing.”
“Grandma didn’t want to spoil your wedding,” I said.
“Is that true?”
Daniel looked toward her table. She sat very still.
“Why did you pay her back yourself?” he asked quietly.
“She needed the money for her medication.”
Daniel turned to Ashley. “You knew she needed money for medicine?”
