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WILL
Six months later
The treatment for dad didn’t work. His cancer has gotten more aggressive. He can’t move around very well anymore, and we know he is on borrowed time.
Today, Krista and I are getting married. I wanted to make sure my dad was here to see and enjoy this milestone with me. My teammates are all here, not only excited for the wedding, but that I have been cleared to play again and will be with them for the training camp next month.
Krista says she’s okay with me playing, but she will not watch a game unless we are in the Super Bowl. She has no desire to see me get hit or hurt.
“Are you ready for this, son?” my dad asks, sitting in the front row, directly in front of me.
“I am, dad. I am so ready for this.”
The music plays as I watch Krista’s bridesmaids come down the aisle. Her sister Leia is in the front, followed by Emily, and then Riley. They are all wearing a peachy pink color dress, and I can tell Riley is not a fan.
Just then, the doors open, the wedding march song comes on, and I see Krista holding her father’s arm, looking gorgeous in her white dress with lace. Her smile is bright, and her eyes are shining like stars in the night sky. She looks absolutely gorgeous, and I am the luckiest man in the world, because she is mine.
I hear McHenry say, “does she have a sister?”
I chuckle, because she does, but she’s engaged to Noah and hoping for a Christmas wedding.
My eyes never leave Krista as she continues walking down the aisle. Finally, she is standing in front of me.
“Who gives this bride to this man,” the preacher asks.
“I do,” her father says loudly, placing Krista’s hand in mine before taking a seat next to my dad.
“Dearly beloved….” the preacher starts the ceremony, but my thoughts and focus are on my soon to be wife.
“Do you, William Anderson, take Krista Strauss to be your wife?”
“I do.”
“Do you, Krista Strauss, take William Anderson to be your husband?”
“I do,” she says with a smile.
“You may now kiss the bride.”
I already have her in my arms before he finishes and slam my lips on hers. I only pull back, when I hear the church erupt in clapping, I look down at her and say, “I can’t wait to get you home, wife, you look stunning.”
“You look very handsome yourself, husband.”
“I love hearing you call me that,” I whisper as I grab her waist tighter.
“Reception first, then I’ll call you that as you make me scream,” she whispers before pulling back, and smiling at everyone.
We walk down the aisle together, and I can only think about pulling her into a back room and fucking her until she can’t walk.
“Soon, love, soon,” she says, knowing exactly what I’m thinking.
We enjoy our reception, and dad looks to be enjoying himself, even though he’s in a wheelchair. I haven’t seen him smile and laugh as much as he is now. Tears come to my eyes knowing there isn’t much more time, and soon I will have to say goodbye, but tonight I’m going to enjoy hearing his laughter and seeing him smile as the women, including my wife, all dance around him.
Two weeks later, we are back in church, but this time to say goodbye to my dad. My wife is sitting next to me, while her dad is sitting next to her.
My dad made me, was my biggest supporter, but my wife healed me, and I think that’s all dad ever wanted, was for me to find happiness.
