“I’m asking for your permission to propose to Holland. I want to marry her, sir.” His eyes fill with unshed tears, and he nods. “You have my blessing, Reed. Always knew you two would end up together.” “You did?” I ask. Mike nods then shrugs. “Just the matter of you both figurin’ it out. Bout dang time.” His smile makes my heart constrict, and I hold out my hand for him to shake. He bypasses it and pulls me into a hug. “Gonna give you a piece of advice, son. One that I don’t want you to ever forget. Love each other, even when it’s hard. Never go to bed mad, and always put your family first.” “I
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