I lived through the never-ending greetings and social family shit. This was designed for an older generation because even my bow tie of the damned tux bothered the fuck out of me. I needed time alone with my wife.

I knew where Chaney wanted to be right now so after the receiving line inside the monstrous tent, I led her to her family.

Her nephew was all she saw until I introduced her to his parents.

“This is Rack and Beth.”

Tears appeared in her eyes and Beth ...