Honor
The day was perfect. The sun was high, it was 85 degrees, and the humidity was just right for a fun day at the beach. I handed my father my marinated Peri Peri chicken. His smile was huge.
“You’re such a good daughter. Extra spice?” he asked. He loved my Peri Peri chicken. He said it, reminding him of when my grandmother would make it.
“Just like you like it, daddy.”
He did a little jig and went over to the grill where Greg was watching his ribs carefully.
“Your dad is so happy you invited us out. It isn’t often we get to hang out with you young people.”
“Stop it, Mom, you and Dad aren’t that old. Neither of you is even 50 yet.
“Well, when you have a grown daughter, you feel older.”
“Well, you can pass as my sister.”
She giggled and patted me on the arm. She plated 6 Dragon
