Chapter 126
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Our cake came out, a six-foot tiered beauty with two grooms on the top. We hadn’t been sure the baker would agree to that, but he’d been surprisingly cooperative. The shortcake was covered with whipped cream, and the filling was strawberry. Wills took the knife, I covered his hand with mine, and we made the first cut and then fed each other.
Taking our plates, we began to make the rounds, pausing at each table to thank relatives and friends for joining us. Vince and his plus one were at the same table we’d put Paul and Spike and Tim and Cris, and two other couples I didn’t recognize.
“Babe, this is Mr. and Mrs. Shaw.”
“Thank you so much for inviting us.”
“You’re welcome.” They seemed like a nice couple, very accepting of the fact that their son’s best friend was gay. “I hope you’re enjoying yourselves.”
“We are. William was always like a second son to us.” Mr. Shaw squeezed the bridge of his nose.
“Wills told me about your son. I’m sorry for your loss.”