He laughed. “What’s this?”
“A blindfold,” I said. “I planned a surprise.”
He smirked, flattered by the attention.
“Wow. Okay. Getting fancy now?”
I secured the blindfold over his eyes and drove.
He chatted the whole way, completely oblivious.
When we arrived, I guided him up a walkway and toward a door.
I could hear voices inside.
Sam tensed. “Wait. Where are we?”
I untied the blindfold.
He blinked.
We were standing in his sister’s living room.
His parents.
My parents.
Extended family.
Close friends.
All seated.
Waiting.
Sam’s smile collapsed.
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