At my wedding, my mother-in-law showed up in a white dress. As the whispers grew louder, I took the mic: “Thank you for wearing my old wedding gown. I hope it brings you more happiness than it ever brought me.” In the happiest moment of my life, with David twirling me on the dance floor under a canopy of fairy lights, my world tilted on its axis. The grand barn doors swung open. A silhouette in a long, white gown. It was Margaret, my mother-in-law. She glided to our table, her smile as bright an

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