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Happy Birthday Dad
Taran and I spend the afternoon prepping food for my dad’s party. My mom joins us in the kitchen around four. I don’t let her help, but she sits at the table and talks to us. Sarge lays under the table next to her so he can watch everyone. Pat, Mike, and Dave are outside with my dad starting up his new grill and watching the two boys play in the backyard. I don’t know where Cindy is, but I’m glad she isn’t here bothering me.
“Taran, I think Bill is ready for the meat. Do you mind taking everything out there to him?” My mom asks Taran.
He smiles, “Not at all. Should I take it all at once, or are there certain things that need to go out first?”
My mom shrugs, “I only cook inside. He’s in charge of grilling. I would take it all if you can carry it.”
Taran nods and begins to gather everything to take outside. After he leaves, my mom says, “I know you and Taran are living together. W
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