Earlier tonight I’d witnessed how Derek and his family were struggling to stay whole in the face of life altering challenges. I’d also observed Dalton’s efforts to understand his own brother’s legacy. And I was reminded that sometimes there’s only so much we can do for the people we love. In the end we just have to understand them as best we can and accept that we may never know every one of their secrets.
Brecken retreated to his room to go hunt down a decent outfit for tomorrow while Cassie went to our bedroom to check out her dress and call her mother to prepare her for an impending wedding.
I took a seat on the couch and scrolled through my phone, looking for the number. It might not even be valid anymore. He changed contact info so frequently. I’d grown used to waiting until I heard from him and trying not to dwell on the times that I didn’t. This time the news was too big to not share so I sent the text without knowing if it would get anywhere.
Hey kid brother. I’m getting married tomorrow. Please come.
I knew I shouldn’t hold my breath waiting for an answer that probably wouldn’t show up. But then the phone buzzed to life with an incoming call.
“Holy shit,” Tristan greeted me in awed voice. “Are you really getting married, Curtis?”
I leaned back on the couch and grinned. “You’re damn right I am.”