I lived through the never-ending greetings and social family s**t. This was designed for an older generation because even my bow tie of the damned tux bothered the f**k 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 pulled her in for a huge hug.
“None of that on your wedding day. Meet Carson Andrew, your nephew who tried to steal the show at your wedding."
Chaney went to her knees and spoke to him directly.
“Thank you for carrying my ring. It's very shiny and you did a good job."
His chin came up slightly.
“I was bestest," he said firmly
