“I don't understand. How is she there? What the hell is going on?” His eyes flickered at the brows of his grandfather. “What have you done?” With a dreadful tone, he snapped like lightning. “What the f**k is happening Gramps? I want answers. Why the heck ain't you saying anything?”
“Keep shut, boy,” Grandpa Wades advised, “Everyone is staring at you. Shut it, Brian.”
His eyes moved around the hall and with a clenched fist, he dropped his gaze low, unable to handle the embarrassment he had brought on himself. “Why the hell are they looking at me? This is so annoying. s**t!” His fingers ran through his hair and he raised his gaze to meet Mia standing elegant and tall right before the crowd. “You have got to be kidding me, Gramps?!”
“No jokes, boy. That is Mia Thompson. Remember I told yo
