The dinner was enjoyable. Quin seemed to blend in perfectly with everyone—even my grandfather loved him. But my grandfather loves everyone, so that's not saying much, I thought with a chuckle. As everyone engaged in conversation and the children laughed at their table, my grandfather stood up.
"Can I have everyone's attention, please?" he asked, and people fell silent one by one.
"I wanted to thank you all for coming. This is a little tradition I started after Lydia, my beloved wife, died—may her soul rest in peace—and I'm grateful that you all come here to celebrate Thanksgiving with us. This time around, my granddaughter Love invited her boyfriend—a handsome young man, a real charmer, that one." People laughed. "We're glad to have him and his beautiful mother here. Raise a glass to the
