her that fucking doctorate?
Erin has to follow her road, the one she always
dreamed about. She was made for books, to
formulate those incomprehensible things that give
me a headache just thinking about them. But it’s
right for her. I’m made for the pub, for strumming
the guitar with my friends and acting like an idiot.
I don’t even know how to read music, much less
understand complicated things like she’s studying,
but I love her and support her in her decisions.
I’m here to take care of little Lily. And Rain.
And the guys. And her whole family, and mine.
And Nate. Jesus, there are too many of us, aren’t
there?
~ ~ ~
But before everything else, every plan, be it her
doctorate or teaching, there’s something important
that we have to do first.
I have to get that ring on her finger.
Because I am staying.
And she’s staying too.
We put off the wedding until after graduation
because there was no need to hurry, but now I
can’t wait until she’s my wife and Lily has my
surname.
Yes, Lily will have my surname too. Nate did
not agree to it in the beginning, but we’re a family
and if we get married Erin will have my name and
having Lily with the same name makes everything
easier for all of us. No one is trying to slam this
