Chapter 17

Have a good lasagna dinner and I’ll talk to you soon. Say hi and give our love to Andy and Brad.

Love,

Mikey

Andy had me read it three times before we finally drifted off to sleep.

* * * *

The clock radio went off. I rolled over and kissed Andy on the nose.

“Wake up, sleepy head. It isn’t the weekend yet.”

He opened his beautiful steel blue eyes and smiled at me.

“Can I read Mike’s email again?”

“You silly ass,” I replied.

“I just can’t believe that we’re going to be able to get married for real.”

I held him close. It wouldn’t mean shit here in Michigan, but the symbolism of it was so important to both of us that it was worth the time, energy and money it was going to take to make it happen.

“Yep, we’re going to be married for real,” I reassured him. “We need to decide on a date and get the ball rolling.”

We weren’t going to decide right that minute, so we got up, took our showers and went downstairs.