Throughout the birthday banquet, Dixie was incredibly considerate, offering me tea and water, handing me tissues right when I needed them.
She always looked at me with a soft, gentle smile, and every time our eyes met, my cheeks would heat up and I’d quickly look away.
But Aunt Martha saw right through our little feelings, her eyes gleaming with a kind, knowing smile.
My dad let out a hearty laugh and seized the moment.
“My son is single now. He was engaged, but it’s already been called off. Why don’t we let our two children get engaged instead?”
Ben and Martha immediately set down their utensils, excitement lighting up their faces, ready to agree.
Just then, a hoarse voice rang out from outside the door.
“No!”
