Brenda had pushed her way to the absolute front of the crowd. She was standing mere inches from Leo’s highchair, holding her brand-new iPhone up high, twisting her body to find the most flattering lighting. She was completely oblivious to everyone else, barking orders at Mark.

“Mark, move to the left! You’re casting a shadow on the cake!” Brenda snapped loudly. “Leo, look here! Look at Auntie Brenda! Wave!”

My mother, her hands gripping her walker tightly, stood quietly right behind Brenda. She didn’t want to interrupt. She never wanted to interrupt.

“Excuse me, Brenda,” my mom said, her voice barely a whisper against the noise. “Could I just… could I just squeeze in beside you? I can’t see his little face.”

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