Summer's Pov
My mother pulled me into a hug that lasted longer than a quick goodbye hug. I held on and breathed and told myself not to cry because I had already cried twice today and my makeup had miraculously survived and I was not going to ruin it in the last hour of the reception.
She pulled back and looked at my face and smiled like she knew exactly what I was thinking.
We went back to where Richard and Crew were standing.
Richard looked at me and tilted his head toward the side of the garden, away from the remaining guests. I followed him, and we stood near the hedge with the fairy lights above us and the music low in the background.
He was quiet for a moment, like he was choosing his words carefully.
"I want you to know something," he said. "I know about starting over. I've do
