We all froze. He was dressed nicer than usual and looked both nervous and excited. My mom, Aunt Mari, and I exchanged baffled looks. Aunt Mari whispered, “Did he win the lottery?” The tension in the air was thick.
Then he said: “I’m getting married.”
The New Additions
He gestured toward the house. “Here she is.”
A woman stepped out wearing a soft yellow dress, holding a toddler who looked about eighteen months old. She stopped beside my brother, who immediately took the child, kissed her cheek, and introduced them. “This is Lila,” he said. “And this little guy is Mason.”
Silence. Total silence.
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