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    Love Is Never Painless – (Chapter: Something More)

    "Teapot, wait a second okay." Ashley tried to grab Arin to calm her down but she’s dancing off to her room. "Glen, she said yes! They gonna get married. You’re my uncle. Can we go get my ice cream now?!"

    "GLEN!!!" he surfaces wearing a large grin and is putting on his coat to take Arin out.

    "I didn’t know she was going to say all of that jeez but come on, it’s not like it’s a bad idea." Sadly he is being dragged out the door by a four year old. "Just think about it. We’ll be back soon. Addison is watching Handy Manny in his room with a sippy cup. Text me your flavor requests, Bye!"

    I just shake my head, "I can’t believe those two. I vote to kick them off the island dammit."

    "I dunno, I see no harm in it." She gives me the biggest grin, "I guess I better buy you a ring now." We both just bust out laughing at the situation until tears are in our eyes.

    We understand the need for this laughter because the weight of really having that conversation is too heavy for the moment. So for now we just cherish the small touches here and there and enjoy the remainder of the day together.

    —–

    Usually I’m home by now attending my childhood church’s evening service but today I’m sitting in the pew of First St. Mary of Los Angeles. Glen and I decided to stay in town a bit longer and being we’re bred Catholics it’s not like us to miss a Sunday. I’ve visited this chapel a few times and the center donates and volunteers to this church often.

    I pull at my neatly pressed navy shirt with white skirt and matching blazer nervously as we enter the doors and walk down the side isle.

    Today the Dennison’s are joining me at church for the first time and I’m a little nervous because I’m going to meet the rest of their family and possibly Mr. Dennison. Glen is already ahead of me looking like an adult in his slacks and button down.

    I’m so proud

    Wipes a stray tear

    Snickers

    He’s got a small version on him in his arms, with an addition of a clip on tie and his long brown hair pulled into a ponytail. Arin is holding his free hand while she twirls the left side of her yellow dress with her other hand.

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