Olivier considered the umbrella on the beach had never been so tightly packed up under it as they all crowded together in a pile of coconut scented greasy limbs. “She is very special to me.”
“I don’t want you to be mom’s boyfriend,” Ollie went back to the beginning of the conversation. “Why can’t you be married?”
“Well, we need to relearn all the things we’ve forgotten first,” Bobbie offered simply. “When we’re more comfortable and we understand each other better, then we can talk about it again.”
“Alright, I guess,” Ollie whined.
“What’s with the fascination of marriage?” Bobbie asked quietly.
“How are we a family if you’re not married? Grady and Everly are married.”
“Yes, but we’ve discussed families lots of times, Ollie. A wedding doesn’t make people family. Love, respect, trusti
