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Tuesday night there was a bridal shower for Cathy, so I had the night off. Time to negotiate with the Collins family. "No, Charlie!" Mom Collins said emphatically, "You simply cannot do that! It just wouldn't be right!" I had just proposed to her that she and Robbie be my family, not my father. My sister was out of the country and couldn't get here, Uncle Brad had sold the farm and was opening a new General Store, which only left my father and one of her sisters I hardly knew. "But Mom," I insisted, "You're my family now! You're the one I stay with when I'm in town, and you've always said I was like a son." "I know that, Charlie," she agreed, "But you do have a father, and if you ever hope to reconcile with her you have to make an effort." "But I don't care any more! I just don't care!" "Well I do! He's still your father, and I won't be the one to get in the way of your hopefully getting back together with her. We'll be at the wedding, you couldn't keep us away! But we'll be there as your guests, not as family." So that was that! I knew better than to argue, so I just left. I was feeling just a little rejected by the whole family, especially by Kelly. she wasn't coming at all, and none of her family would do more than attend. Now I had to find a Best Man, which was when I learned how few friends I had in town. Dave had joined the army, Jack had disappeared, not that I'd want her anyway. I had a cousin David who had agreed to be an usher, but there seemed to be no one who I really wanted for the task. I ended up calling a very old high school friend who was going with one of Cathy's classmates, and she agreed. John was an ok guy, but I had never known her very well, but she was gracious enough to get me out of my mess.