Chapter 17
In all of his twenty-six years, Cooper never brought home a girl, especially not for Sunday night dinner. Having a date for Sunday night dinner was admitting to not just yourself, but to your family that you were in a committed relationship. The closest thing Cooper ever had to a committed relationship was owning the same backpack for three years. Other than that, everything in Cooper’s life was temporary. At least until Sarah.
Most of his family knew her from town, but he wanted them to officially meet her as his girlfriend. He felt almost juvenile, needing his family’s approval, but he wanted them to love her as much as he did. It was important to him.
Sarah and Tommy met him at his place, and Sarah handed him a bottle of wine. “For me?” he asked.
“No, it’s for your mother
