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“Yes, you are. But she has opened the door for all women, not just women of Tabiq. I’m a stay-at-home mother raising my children, and that is by choice. Reesa chose her own path too. Granted, she was elected president, but she wasn’t handed it - she fought for it. Isn’t it a beautiful thing to know that we are free to make our own paths? And that neither of these paths are wrong. Just different.”
“I guess you’re right. A female president is something the entire world sees. I never thought about it like that. I only looked at it from Tabiq’s point of view.” And there are many people who aren’t thrilled to have a woman in charge. I don’t know how she does it.
“Exactly. So, when you say you can’t marry someone from another country, I feel as though that is your personal choice. Am I correct?” she asked. I nodded. “That is okay, Kyleigh. Don’t let anyone judge you, and don’t judge yourself, either.”
“Thank you, Morgan.”
“You’re welcome. Now, just because you can’t be with Liam long-term, doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy your time while you’re in the States.”
“That’s true, but I told him I don’t want to see him anymore.” And I’m regretting it, even though it was the right decision.
“So, you would be upset if I told you that he’s coming to dinner?” she asked.
“That’s not funny, if you’re joking,” I said.
“I’m not. Shaun invited him.”
“When did they talk? Shaun didn’t mention anything to me when he dropped me off for my class,” I stated.
She bit her bottom lip. “Guess he called Liam wanting answers.”
“About me? About us?” I asked.
She shrugged. “Shaun wouldn’t tell me what they talked about. Only that he’d be coming for dinner and games tonight. That’s why the kids are at my parents’ house for the night.”
“Game night?”
“Yup. After dinner, I’m bringing out some games for us to play. You’re going to love it,” she said.
“I’ve played word games. Scrabble.”
She shook her head. “Nope. We’re going to play something that will have us all in stitches.”
“I don’t want to play anything that will require stitches,” I said firmly.
Morgan looked puzzled then laughed. “Oh, God. That’s a saying here. When you have someone in stitches, it means you made them laugh really hard.”
“That saying means something totally different when you’re a nurse,” I explained.
“Oh, then you’re really going to love this game. We strap a card with a word on it onto our head. And our partner has to act it out so we can guess what it is. Oh, and you can’t speak or spell it out, either. It’s so much fun.”
“If you say so. I just can’t picture the guys playing this,” I said.
“We got the game for Christmas from our nephew. He insists that we have to learn how to have fun.”
“Have you played it before?” I asked.
“Shaun has been resistant to try. Hopefully he’ll give in once he sees that you and Liam are willing to play.”
Did I say I was willing? Didn’t know we had an option.
“Maybe there’s something else we can do?” I suggested.
“We could plan a weekend getaway up north and go skiing,” she said.
“Is that your way of talking me into playing the game?” I laughed.
“Did it work?” she smiled. I nodded. “Awesome. This is going to be so much fun.”
