Page 5 of Made Better Together
CONNOR: Yeah. It’s true.
GRACE: WHAT? Why didn’t you tell us?
CONNOR: I didn’t know if anything would come of it, to be honest.
LANDON: Still? We don’t keep this shit from each other.
CONNOR: Rawley knew.
RAWLEY: [shrinking into bushes GIF]
CONNOR: I guess the truth is out now.
GRACE: Well, it sounds like you played a good game. So congrats :)
CONNOR: Thanks, Gracie.
LANDON: But back to soccer for this season? Like the article says?
CONNOR: Yeah. For now.
CONNOR: I might try out for the football team next year with the starter Stu graduating.
RAWLEY: Oh shit, you just made Landon’s day.
LANDON: Don’t love the secrecy, but fucking thrilled about this.
CONNOR: Let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves, please.
RAWLEY: Meanwhile, Landon’s pulled up the Princeton football merch site and bought a bumper sticker.
LANDON: Shut up, I have not.
GRACE: Well, I just did
RAWLEY: Nice, get three
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JULY 4, PRESENT DAY
“You may kiss the bride,” the officiant announces.
Johnson—now my brother-in-law—reaches for Grace, who moves to meet him. They seal the deal with the kiss.
Happily ever after.
They actually have a chance at that, since they’re fucking perfect for each other. Grace’s sweet nature is fully matched by Johnson’s devoted, “I’ll do anything for the people I love” character.
Grace must have claimed my chunk of the Battle family “kindness” quotient, because it’s not a trait I would claim myself.
Their kiss is accompanied by a chorus of celebratory shouts from Johnson’s closest friends on the Waves, for which he plays quarterback. Even more team members will attend the reception at a nearby lakefront mansion later.
Filling out the Waves contingent, my brothers are up here with me as part of the wedding party. Landon, the best man, and Rawley, a groomsman like me.
Finally, the newlyweds break apart. “Let’s all congratulate Johnson and Grace on their marriage, as they leave as husband and wife,” the officiant proclaims.
