Macy smiled gently and said to Sister Beatrice as she reminded her about the wedding. “We haven’t set a date yet, but once we do, I’ll definitely invite you to the wedding banquet. I really want you to be there.”
Sister Beatrice’s eyes lit up. She reached out and gently patted Macy’s hand. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Just don’t forget this old woman when the time comes.”
“I won’t,” Macy said with a soft laugh, her voice sincere. “You’ve always been like family to me.”
Sister Beatrice gave her a warm, affectionate look. “Let’s go in, then. Everyone’s already inside.”
They began walking together toward the large hall where the welfare home’s gathering was being held. The path was lined with banners and colorful decorations. Children ran around with painted faces, volunteers chatte
