Page 134 of Property of Freak
“How could I? You’ve given me the wedding I always dreamed of. I just don’t know how you and Ace kept it a surprise.”
“And all the brothers,” I remind her. “Of course, if you’d asked about anything I was doing, I’d have told you it was club business.”
She barks a laugh, then starts to go up on tiptoe. I reciprocate by lowering my mouth…
“Mom! Dad!”
“Cockblocker,” I whisper, making her laugh. “What, son?”
His face is flushed, and he holds out his hand. “You forgot these!”
Glancing down, I see him slowly open his fist to reveal the two wedding rings he’d had in his pocket. Well, fuck, Words and us had forgotten that part of the ceremony. I guess rings don’t play too big a part in funerals.
Trixie’s staring at Ace’s hand, then she bursts out laughing. Quicker than I, she grabs the larger ring. As I hold out my hand, she slips it on my finger. Then I do the same with hers.
“This wedding was never going to be conventional,” I observe.
“It’s been perfect.” She pulls Ace in to join us, and we huddle together.
As I stand with my wife and son in my arms, I know she’s right. It’s fuckin’ perfect.
And I have high hopes it’s going to continue that way for the rest of our lives.
The End
