“You had every reason to feel that way.”
“But I’m grateful you helped me understand what was happening before I went through with the wedding.”
Robert looked at him silently for several moments.
“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to look after you, son. Although I promise that next time, I’ll choose something more appropriate to wear.”
Crispin laughed again and placed an arm around his father’s shoulders.
“I’m glad you did what you did, Dad.”
I watched the two of them head downstairs together, while my white wedding gown remained safely folded inside its storage box.
THE END…!
