Greg
I stood over the fryer watching the turkey fry. Honor was in the kitchen with her mom and CeeCee, doing everything else. I could hear them singing, and I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.
“It’s a great sound, isn’t it?” Ephram said.
I looked over at him, smiled, and nodded.
“I’m proud of you, Greg. You’ve held yourself with dignity this past year. You’ve shown a lot of growth, and you’ve shown my little girl her worth and that her love won’t be taken for granted.”
“Thank you. I love her. She’s my everything. Losing her the way I did changed me in ways I didn’t know I needed to change.”
He nodded.
“I’m proud to call you my soon-to-be son-in-law.”
My throat tightened.
“Where’s CeeCee’s, young man?”
“Cee came early to help with the cooking. Josh had a last-minute rich cli
