People filed through and sat down for the meal. Scott was aware that he’d be sitting closer to his father than he had for a long time. Feeling a light touch to his shoulder, Scott turned to see the man himself and took a deep breath.
“Dad.” Scott nodded, but didn’t make any other kind of gesture. The older man stared at him for a moment.
“Scott. It’s…uh, good to see you.”
“Thanks. It was very good of Josh to ask me to be his best man. I enjoyed it.” That wasn’t what Scott’s dad had expected, and it took the wind out of his sails.
“I had a visit from Aroha.” His father glanced in her direction, and his lips twitched. “She told me straight. If I was going to remain a bigot with my head up my ass, she and Josh wouldn’t be making any effort to visit me. That she has friends and family from all points on the rainbow, and that the decision was mine. Starting with you. Shoots from the hip, doesn’t she?”