My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

from Savannah I’d unfairly pegged as soft, stepped in front of his own wedding crowd and said, “We’re going to take ten minutes. Then we’re going to have cake and dance and be decent to each other. Anybody who can’t manage that can head to the parking lot.”

Good man.

His mother covered her mouth to hide a smile.

The ten minutes turned into twenty-five.continue reading …