My Parents Threw Away My Wedding Invitation Until They Saw Me Walk Down The Aisle

let me watch whatever I wanted and took a Polaroid of me on the front porch. I smiled for it — my mouth did, anyway. Eyes of a girl who had already done the math.

Somewhere in Shelby’s room, there is still a photo album from that trip. Matching Mickey ears. Castle at sunset. Shelby on my father’s shoulders.

There is no album from my week with Nana June.continue reading …