My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

That’s my father all over.

“If anyone took my remarks the wrong way,” he began.

Chet snorted so loud half the table heard it.

Dad stopped, tried again, and failed in a fresh direction.

“I was proud. I am proud. Rachel can be difficult to read and I may have…”

He looked at the folder still in my hand and knew he was done.

My mother spoke instead, staring continue reading …