"Not sure I'd want to invite him back like we've welcomed Megan. He's broken my little girl's heart."

"And my little sister's, Dad. Trust me, the urge to deck the cunt was overwhelming."

He laughed, resting a hand on my shoulder. "My son deserves a beer for looking out for his family. And Cindy won't stop discussing wedding plans with your mother. At least that's something that'll put a smile on your sister's face."

Thankfully, once my father and I had returned to the backyard, the issue with my sister and her husband was put to the back of everyone's minds. I found myself sat between Cindy and my sister,...