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My Future Mother-In-Law: After Party, © 2018, Justin Luxure
Cover by Morgaine Wrightman
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A Lot’s Cave Novel
My Future Mother-In-Law: After Party
“When my sweet little Riley brought Brad home; he didn’t give off the best first impression,” said Karen. “He showed up in his grimy work clothes and barely uttered a word.”
That’s my future Mother-In-Law Karen up there giving a speech at Riley and I’s buck and doe. She wasn’t wrong, I was quiet the first night I met her because I was so worried about making a good impression that I questioned any thought that came into my mind before speaking.
“But once I got to know Brad,” Karen went on. “I came to see the caring, kind and not to mention handsome young man my daughter fell in love with. In two months’ time, I’ll be honoured to call you my son – to Riley and Brad!”
Karen raised her glass and the whole room followed suit. We all shared gracious hugs and kisses before sitting back down. Luckily my future Mother-In-Law was the final speech of the night because they were beginning to grow tiresome. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy that all these people care about us, but after a while the speeches become repetitive.
The special night that combined our shared families went on with the buzz and anticipation of our nuptials. Booze flowed, dancing was had and a few sparks of love had blossomed between my brother and Riley’s cousin. Everything was special and had everyone smiling from ear to ear.
By the end of the night I noticed Riley had a few too many drinks when she tried to break dance in the middle of the dance floor only to tear her dress up the side. That was when I decided we should call it a night and head home and by home I mean my future Mother-In-Law’s home.
We were having the wedding back in Riley’s hometown at the same church her parents got married; ironic since they got a divorce, but I left her fully in charge of the wedding plans. This meant we’d have to spend some time staying at Karen’s house because the drive home would be too much, especially this late.
Karen and I helped walk out my inebriated fiancée to the car. Luckily Karen hadn’t drunk any alcohol and was able to drive us both home. I wasn’t drunk, only a few beers in me, but still didn’t want to drink and drive.
Riley and I piled into the back of my future Karen’s minivan and we were driven home. It felt like prom all over again; having one of our Mother’s driving us home after the big dance.