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I mainly hang out with Grant, who tries to maintain control of the party and make sure Michael returns to Kiera in one piece.
Around 1 AM, some folks decide they want to strip alongside the ladies, and Grant appeals to me to put some order in the house and herd everyone together to leave.
Much to the male audience’s chagrin, the girls leave full of hugs and kisses, having made a killing in tips. Michael behaved, enough to dodge a kiss on the lips from Krystal, and I’ll give the guy my kudos because the girl is gorgeous.
“Okay, this was fun!” Michael shouts into the parking lot, completely drunk, as we all search for our cars to leave, each with a designated driver.
“When’s the next one?”
“Well, who’s the next one getting married?” Uncle Mark yells, just as wasted.
“Harvey, of course!” Grant shouts.
“Have you set the date yet, boy?” Dad joins him in the fanfare.
“Not yet…” It’s my turn to kick the imaginary can and look sad for a change.
“Are you flaking on that hottie?” My cousin Frank asks, his face contorted in pure disbelief.
“I’m not the one flaking, okay?” I get my car keys and look over at James with a questioning look. He gives me a thumbs up. He’s the designated driver for the other car since he can’t even drink.
“No way!” Frank exclaims. “What’s in that girl’s head? You’re filthy rich!”
“I know, right?” I say, shrugging, and then I get in the car and urge the boys to come in.
“You must love her very much, son,” dad says, in an emotional voice. He always gets this way when he drinks.
“Say what?” I strap on the seat belt and look over my shoulder.
“To put up with her being flakey.” He completes his thought, then sniffles heavily, signaling he is going to cry.
“Oh, come on, dad!” Grant turns around to face the back seat. “That’s Harvey’s problem, alright?”
“Don’t worry, dad,” I try to soften his view of her. If he remembers this tomorrow, he’ll be having a very stern talk with Elsa, and we don’t want that to happen. “She’ll come around.”
When I finally end this lie and tell everybody that Elsa and I broke up, he will definitely be devastated.
Good job, Harvey. Breaking people’s hearts effortlessly left and right.
You should win the prize for Worst Son Ever.
Chapter Eleven
ELSA
Theyareloudascackling parrots, but I realize I’m actually enjoying this time with Harvey’s family so far.
His grandma is adorable, and I sit by her side in the car as we move toward the venue of the party.
“Have I told you that you look like Lorna when she was young?” Grandma Rose says to me, holding my hand lovingly.
“Grandma, only about seven times!” Kiera says from the front seat.
Donna, Harvey’s sister-in-law, holds onto Rose’s other hand and says, “Don’t worry, Rose. We know your memory is running away from you!”
“Because my memory is scared of me!” Rose cackles in the most lovable way.
We arrive at the place, a big family restaurant in the downtown center of the city. Rose doesn’t seem happy, and I hold back a giggle when I hear her mutter, “No strippers?” under her breath.
