Fairy tale – another 5-sentence ficlet.
It's her wedding day and Mac's heart is filled with thoughts of the man who's about to become her husband – until there's a knock on the door and a long moment of awkward silence as mother and daughter lay eyes on each other for only the second time in almost a lifetime.
"Look at you," Deanne finally says, her eyes crinkling with happiness at the vision of white satin and lace in front of her. "When you were little, I always dreamed that you would marry a prince who would just sweep you off your feet and treat you like the princess you are."
Something inside Mac melts at her mother's admission, and in the spirit of the occasion, she feels her heart slowly open with forgiveness.
"He's not a prince, Mom...he's a Navy captain."