I wondered why Jessica hadn’t followed me, she always did, I knew I shouldn’t care but I did. ‘Fine’ I though annoyed, I’ll find you. I was on my way downstairs when I heard my Dad say, “I don’t think, Jessica, that Ash can marry just anyone. . .” I stopped, I wasn’t a spy, but this was different.

“I agree.” Jessica said, so now they were teaming up against me? Great.

“So, I was thinking . . . ,” Dads voice faded, Dad didn’t get choked up, “That you are use to him, and he listens to you. Huh, do you understand?” Dad mumbled, what was going on?

“You want me to pick a wife?” Jessica asked, confused.

“N . . . No, I want . . . You to be Ashes, Uh wife.” Dad blurted, oh my gosh.

“What!?” Jessica yelled, stunned. My mouth fell open. Jessica be my wife? She hated me! Was Dad blind? Even if I loved her-

Okay brain shut up.

“Well, if you don’t want to-“ Dad started, but Jessica stopped him.

“No, I will. I will marry your son.” Oh crap.

I when to my room stunned, she agreed, why? Jessica and me . . . Well it will be one for the story books. There was a knock on my door, “Ash, I need to speak with you.” Jessica, she was going to tell me? Well, I knew, but still, Dad wasn’t man enough.

I sighed, “Come in.” And so she did.