My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

Foster speak.

His voice remained calm.

Measured.

Confident.

“I’d like to correct something that was just said.”

He glanced briefly toward my father.

Then back at me.

“Major Hayes does not simply handle paperwork.”

“She has coordinated operations supporting thousands of service members across multiple theaters.”

He allowed those words to settle over the room.continue reading …