A Failure

"The beginning was a little bumpy but everything turned out great in the end." His father looked highly dissatisfied with the lack of details. "When I marry her, I will tell the story. I promise you tell the story so many times that you need to stop me from ever mentioning it again," Cage quipped.

"Was that a jab at me?" his father asked, pointing at himself. "Let me know when you want me to start planning the wedding. I might just start making a mood board." He rubbed his stubble and stared off into space. 

"You have a piece to finish. Also, they just met."

Cage pulled up a picture of her and passed the phone to his dad. "She's beautiful." The older man stared at the picture and then swiped, suddenly seeing a picture of us together. "It seems you have fallen under the Cavanaugh curse," he said with a chuckle.

"The what?" Cage asked, perplexed.