So we wake up later when it's past dinner. "Shit." I jolt up. "Kate," Ryan explains, "We're getting married in a week. It's okay to cuddle for a while." I smile and get up. "Ryan, you are such a dork." We both laugh and head downstairs.
But I wasn't expecting to see this. Willy has two women in the house. That never happends, like ever. "Willy? Why is there other women in the house?" The sluty girls get up and start yelling. But I don't give two shits and just talk to Willy. "What time is it?" He glances down at his old-fashioned watch, "22:00." I look at him like he's on crack. He rephrases himself, "10:00 P.M." I nod, "That makes more sense. Wait," I turn to Ryan, "We slept for over five hours?" His face is at a blank like he's surprised. "I-I guess so Kate."
So anyway, it's too late to make anything so I just drink a glass of milk with a brownie. Ryan is a coward and just follows what I do and takes the same thing. So we sit in the large kitchen, almost six days before our wedding, eating brownies. That's what I call love.
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Wearing the Mask.
القصة القصيرةIt's been a year since "Fear the Mask." And everything has changed. People come and go. Words and fights have gone. But the most important, we lived as a family. And no one can take that away from us. When Ryan's job just gets harder and harder to k...
