It was a foghorn, which woke the baby up, to announce the games. I had to get out of there and I figured it would be the perfect time to make my escape. Because I wasn’t married to Keegan yet and had the baby, I requested that someone else take my place. It was at this point that we hopped a ride with Keegan’s grandmother on the golf cart and headed back to her retirement home, where there was shade and air conditioning.
Thankfully, it didn’t take Grandma more than 10 minutes to get us back to her apartment. Once we were inside, she grabbed the liquor and made herself a stiff drink. “Make yourself at home. I’m sure the cronies have all gotten under your skin by now. You’re safe here and if you want to stay here instead of head back to the party in a little while, well I’ll make sure they don’t bother you and that precious angel,” Grandma said, referring to my baby.
We talked for about an hour as Grandma got drunk. Right around the time she was making her third drink, Keegan showed up. “Vivian, I was looking everywhere for you! Please don’t take off like that.”
“The baby needed—”
Keegan cut me off. “You mean you needed…”
“Keegan, I needed a break. Your family is so in my face and business, I just needed a break. It feels like an attack from all angles, just because I wouldn’t hurry up and marry you,” I said, finally relieved to get it off my chest.
Grandma giggled and chimed in. “She’s right, you know. You two just take your time and do what’s right for you. That’s all that matters,” Grandma said, throwing back her third drink before adding, “Well, that golf cart isn’t gonna drive itself! Keegan honey, why don’t you help your grammy back on over to the party and let your beautiful fiancée rest with the baby?”
I was relieved. This whole ordeal with his family was like a barrage of attacks about us getting married. What the hell? It was annoying and frankly, it made me not even want to get married to him. I spent the rest of the day hanging out at Grandma’s apartment with the baby. Keegan’s sister and niece joined me, along with Richard’s new wife Kelly and their newborn.
Although I would have much rather been left alone, this small group was manageable. By the end of the party, the four of us agreed that if any wedding would occur, it would have to be on a date that Keegan could never forget. In the end, his family ended up winning.
Our wedding date was set for 10–10-10—October 10, 2010—and it was 10 weeks away.