Matt stood
there flipping burgers while the children played with their uncle.
“I think this
party is nice, don’t you?” His wife asked.
“Yes.”
“I’m glad
Aaron is getting along with Maricela. When do you think they’ll get married?”
He sighed and
shook his head. “The twelfth of never. He’s not interested in her.”
“She’s
perfect for him.”
“Ari, I know
you want your best friend to be happily married to your brother, but what they
have now works for them. Leave it alone. Please stop matchmaking.”
“Fine.” At
that moment the doorbell rang. “Oh, good, my surprise guests have come.”
“What
surprise guests?”
“I invited my
parents and younger brother over. I think it would be great if they could patch
up their differences with him, don’t you?”
Matt cursed
as she went to answer the door. He had gotten to know Aaron a little better
over the past two years. Based on those conversations, he figured it would be a
cold day in hell before Aaron reconciled with his parents.
“Are those
almost done? I’m starving.”
“Sure.” He
handed the plate to Aaron.
“Who’s at the
door? I didn’t think there were any other guests invited.”
Matt stared
at the grill. He was completely focused on cleaning off the bits of meat.
“Matt, stop
avoiding the question.”
“I’m not avoiding
the question.”
“Ri-ight.
Because you’re such a neat freak that you must devote all your concentration to
making sure that the grill is clean. Tell me another one.”
“It’s your
parents. Ariel invited them.”
Matt stared
at Aaron. He was impressed by the stream of invective flowing from those lips.
He didn’t understand most of it. “I didn’t know you spoke so many different
languages.”
Aaron laughed
bitterly, “I don’t. I just know how to cuss in them.”
Matt blinked.
“Who taught you that but nothing else?”
“A friend
with a large vocabulary. He actually speaks most of them fluently. However the
words he uses most frequently are curse words. It’s really quite impressive.”
“I know I’m
impressed.”
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