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!"

in the family chapel, munching on pizza and chips, gossiping and laughing like it was just another Saturday

living room, Janelle was an absolute

was battered and bruised, hadn't eaten all day, and now the sun was down and Richard still wouldn't let him out of the chapel. He'd said Keaton could stay

her boy. She was so upset she'd threatened Richard

Mrs. Murphy-had heard the commotion and came by to offer

and Mrs. Murphy, tried

on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying themselves

"Listen," Mrs.

Windham said, "kids grow up

things My son Gale wouldn't

but if I so much as mention grandkids,

But the dads...

Windham boasted, "If I tell Gale to get married,

too. I just told him,

hopeless,

folks start over these days. You never

He and Janelle were both pushing sixty, and already had grand-nephews. Starting over? It was

Gale's really getting married?" Richard asked,

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