“Tyson said your wedding is in January,” Maggie looked into Tasha's eyes. “Is that true?”
They were in Tasha's kitchen on Friday night. Tasha smiled and opened the oven.
“That's not true.” She placed the casserole dish inside the oven and covered it up. “Tyson is just eager to make me and Grant a couple as soon as possible,” she smiled at her son's fondness for Grant. “We are looking at April. We are not sure yet until we meet with my home church pastor who is going to officiate the wedding.
“Tyson is just so excited about your wedding,” Maggie remarked. “Just as excited as you and Grant.”
“Yes, you can say that again,” Tasha dried off her hand with the kitchen towel. “He has found a daddy, and he's so happy.”
Maggie grinned. “I am so happy for you. Miss. Tasha.”
“Thank you darling,”
