“What are you doing here?” Frank said.
“I came here to give her a wedding gift and to congratulate you,” I said, reaching out my hand.
Frank looked down and returned his gaze to mine. “What is this some kind of joke?”
“Look, I swallowed my pride and decided to make things right.”
“Make things right with who?”
“Come on, man. I’m trying here.”
Frank rubbed his temples. “What the heck. Come on in, Jake.”
I moved into the living room and turned full circle. “You’ve done well for yourself, Frank,” I said. “Better than I have for–“
“Is this why you came over? To rub it in my face?”
I squeezed his shoulder. “Relax.”
“I just haven’t been myself lately,” Frank said.
“This should be the happiest day of your life.”
“Don’t look so excited,” I said.
“Do you really think she loves me?”
I shrug. “I think so. I feel sorry for anyone who could put up with your shit, but…”
“Would you be serious for once,” Frank said.
“Okay, I didn’t realize this was a sensitive subject.”
A pastor entered our conversation. “Excuse me, sir, what time is the wedding.”
Frank held his watch to his face. “One hour.”
I grabbed Frank’s arm. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“She doesn’t love me.”
“That’s nonsense. How on earth could you possibly know that?” I felt a shadow center me. I lifted my gaze.
“Because I love you, Jake,” Shannon said.
(© 2020 AC)