Page 28 of Our Last Chance at Forever

“I would be completely happy about your retirement if you didn’t try fixing things that didn’t need fixing.” Kathryn handed us a plate of cookies.

I took a cookie and eyed my dad. He never was good at fixing things.

“Everything I’ve worked on, needed fixing,” he insisted.

Kathryn didn’t look amused. She looked at me with a dead serious expression. “He tried fixing my brand-new dryer. He thought that he could turn up the heat to make it dry the clothes faster. We ended up having to buy a new dryer and all new clothes when all of ours caught on fire.”

I almost choked on my cookie I was laughing so hard. “Dad, why did you do that?”

“Because he has too much time on his hands, that’s why,” Kathryn interrupted.

“I remember when we first moved into this house, he tried fixing a leaky pipe. He ended up loosening it instead of tightening it and water sprayed everywhere. All I heard was a rush of water and him screaming,” I laughed again.

“That’s my point. He needs a hobby.”

“All right, I’ll leave things alone from now on. Are you happy now?”

“I would be, yes.” Kathryn smiled, happy she got her way.

We had all quieted down when Kathryn asked, “How’s the wedding planning going?”

My dad kept his eyes on the TV.

“It’s going okay. I have my dress being made now and we just found the bridesmaid dresses. I made the appointment for the guys to get measured for their tuxes but that’s about all I’ve done.” I shrugged and leaned back. My eyes found my dad, but he didn’t notice, he kept his attention on the TV.

“If you need any help, let me know. I’ve planned several weddings for my friends and family.”

“Really, that would be great. I’m wanting the wedding to be in our backyard. I want a country style wedding by the pond.”

Kathryn went on to talk about ideas for the wedding but I didn’t hear a word she said. I just kept watching my dad. He didn’t seem happy about the wedding, or maybe he just didn’t care about hearing the details.

“Dad, can I ask you something?”

Finally, he looked away from the TV. “Sure, what’s up?”

“How do you feel about me marrying Mason?”

He took a long breath and sat up a little straighter. “I have my concerns.”

“Concerns about what?”

“I’m just worried that maybe you are rushing into this because of that Chris guy.”

“Dad, I’ve loved Mason since I was eighteen-years-old. I don’t think we’re rushing into anything.”

“Well, what about your career? Are you going back or are you done? What does Mason think of you touring?”

“I’m going back. Mason is going to go with me.”

“What about his business?”

“He’s hired several new employees and a manager. Everything will be taken care of,” I assured him.

“Okay, well what about when Mason wants to settle down and have a family? Are you okay with giving up your dream to have a normal life of raising children and being a house wife?”

I smiled. “I want to have babies too. Don’t get me wrong, we ain’t planning on starting a family any time soon, but when the time comes, I’ll be ready.”

He shrugged. “Okay, it sounds like you two have talked about everything.”

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