Thankfully, the big day was sunny.
Steaming, in fact, because it rained all night, but by the time they got up, the sun was blazing in an endless blue sky, and the car felt like a frying pan after a full English. Steamy, sticky, and more than a bit grim.
“Alright,” Mike said, immediately changing his plans. “We’ll change there.”
“You still want to go and see your dad first?”
“Yeah. You, uh. You want to come?”
Stephen had only been once, way back when they’d started dating. Mike went every few weeks, and for the big occasions like Christmas and birthdays. But Stephen steered clear, not really one for that kind of remembrance.
“Do you want me to?”
Mike shrugged. “Don’t mind.”
“How about I wait in the car?”
“Yeah, okay.”
They stopped by the supermarket for some flowers—some yellow c
