No one could really tell if Keaton was trying to prove a point or just get a rise out of his dad and Beatrix.

Right there in front of everyone, Keaton grabbed his phone and updated his profile bio.

He added a new line to the end:

"Proudly anti-marriage. If I ever get hitched, may I eat my own words."

He showed it off to Winona, grinning like he'd just won the Super Bowl.

Winona, a little tipsy and squinting to read, finally burst out laughing and gave him a big thumbs up. "You're nuts, dude. Love it!"

Keaton nudged her, "You gonna change yours too?"

Winona shook her head, still hanging on to some sense. "Can't, I'm a celebrity, remember? Gotta look out for my image. But no way am I getting married, ever! I've made up my mind."

Keaton snorted, "So, whichever of us gets married first is officially the world's biggest loser?"

"Deal!"

family chapel, munching on pizza and chips, gossiping and laughing like it was just

room, Janelle was an

Richard still wouldn't let him out of the chapel. He'd

boy. She was so upset

Mrs. Windham, Mr. and Mrs. Murphy-had heard the commotion and came

and Mrs. Murphy, tried

on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying themselves a

"Listen," Mrs.

said, "kids grow up and

comes to marriage. You can't rush these things My son Gale wouldn't even propose for five years,

Murphy chimed in, "At least your son's stubborn. My Booker is easy-going, but if I so much as mention grandkids, he flips out. Every family's got their own

But the dads...

I tell Gale to get married, he gets

year, too. I just told him, and

laughed, "If Keaton's hopeless, just move on.

You never know-second time

went dark. He and Janelle were both pushing sixty, and

getting married?"

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