"What? No. Don't worry. I'm not pregnant. Dad! Can you come in here, please?"
Bonnie let out a huge sigh of relief. She did not want the surprise of a grandchild with Tyler as the father.
Dan came in from the garage and grabbed a chair at the island. "What's up? Are you okay? You've been crying. Where is Tyler? What did you do?" Dan glared at Bonnie.
"I'm fine now and he is at his mother's house. She came back today and he wanted to go see her."
"Okay. Well, I hope that she had a nice time."
"I am sure that she did. I wanted to talk to the two of you."
"About what?"
"What are the plans for Christmas? More specifically, Christmas Eve?"
"What do we do every year?"
"Usually, Aunt Emma and them come over and you guys sit and drink and play cards all night."
"Is that a problem?"
