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from.”
    “Life is not fair,” I said as my tears
continued to silently fall.
    “Truer words have never been spoken.”
Grannie reached over to grab a piece of paper and pen. “Life is never fair and
you’ll do well to remember it. It’s what we do with the life we’ve been given
that matters. Now it’s time to write our letters to your daddy.”
    I took the single sheet of paper
Grannie offered me and sat back in the chair to choose my words carefully. It
always started out the same and it was always brief but heartfelt.
     
    Dear Daddy,
    I officially graduated from Grand
Valley State University on May 10, 2013 with a degree in Elementary Education
and an emphasis in special education. It was a beautiful spring day and
everyone was able to be there. Even you, I think. Grannie and Mom cried, of
course! And then they made me pose for a gazillion pictures. Afterward we all
went out to eat at the local Main Street Pub. Jared and I secretly had a beer
for you. What a relief to finally have my education behind me and to start
working in the real world. I’m so grateful to you and Mom for making sure my
education was paid for upon graduation. So many of my friends are saddled with
loans and feeling pressure to begin work immediately. My job search is
on-going, but I feel optimistic; having the emphasis in special education
should give me a leg up. I promise I can, and will, take care of myself. I hope
Grannie is right when she says you’d be proud. I count on her to know best how
her son would feel.
     
    With
all my love,
    Sweet
Pea
     
    We folded our letters and put them in
the special pouch at the back of the scrapbook, each of us respecting the
privacy of the other. I then flipped to the front page and pulled out my red
marker while scanning the list of milestones, pausing here and there on my
favorites…first boyfriend (and kiss)…last Halloween costume…first high school
dance. I grinned at Grannie before placing a wide red check mark in the final
milestone box on the coversheet next to “Graduate from college”.
    Grannie sighed. “It’s done. I hope
you will enjoy pulling this scrapbook out for years to come Jordan.”
    A genuine smile spread across my
face. “I’ll treasure it forever.”
    “Oh my,” Grannie said, staring at her
watch. “Look at the time. You need to go freshen up. Off you go! Off you go!”
Grannie waved me away with a wink. “JT will be here any minute to take you to
the reception hall. I told you he would go with you and there was no need to
worry. He’s such a nice boy. And very handsome. He’ll be a wonderful fiancé.”
    I arched my brow at Grannie and then
glanced at my watch. I had thirty minutes to get changed. “Yes, I’m sure he’ll
make some lucky woman a fine husband someday.”
    Grannie got up from the table to
refill her glass of water and tossed me a glance over her shoulder. “Lucky
woman, indeed.”
    As I walked back to my bedroom, I
couldn’t shake the feeling Grannie was up to something. She was acting strange.
If I didn’t know better, I would’ve guessed Grannie was secretly trying to play
match maker and set me up with JT. But that was impossible. Wasn’t it? JT was
my brother’s best friend since—forever. And Grannie was paying a lot of money
for the dating service. Why would she do that if she wanted me to be with JT?
No. I was letting my imagination get away from me.
    Scorching heat suddenly rose up past
my neck and into my cheeks as I recalled my reaction to JT’s teasing on the
porch the previous night. Had my imagination gotten the best of me then as
well? He’d been so close I could smell the faint scent of beer on his breath
when he spoke and I had felt the heat of his body radiating off him, making me
feel all warm and tingly inside. Certainly it had been the chill in the air
that sent a tingle down my spine and not his husky voice or the way his eyes had
lingered on my lips. And it definitely wasn’t the feel of his toned chest
muscles