“I want it to be perfect,” she said.
“Hear that?” Dex said.
They were both silent, and they heard cheers, laughter, giggling of children, and a happy family.
“That is successful, Casey. Not the look of the table, or the three turkeys and spiral ham you’ve made. Don’t get me wrong, I do not see any leftovers, and you better serve me up some extra roasted potatoes, but it’s all of us spending time together as a family. You, me, the kids, our parents, Lucinda. All of us.”
She leaned back against him. “You’re right, and we’re so lucky, aren’t we?”
“Yes, so lucky.”
The End