Good Morning! Happy #ForeverFriday How are you today? Here's today's fun fact about Forever. Did you know Kennedy Adams is a hardheaded, spunky 93 year old at the beginning of this book. Man, she is something else. Take a look at this sneak peek.

“This is called Skype,” Mrs. Adams explained as if Robert wouldn’t already understand the program. That caused Robert to chuckle, and Landon’s grin split ear to ear. “I can video call you now. It’s not that hard to work.”

“I can see that, Nonnie. What’s going on that you’re up so late?” Robert asked, sitting up straighter on the sofa, angling the laptop better in his lap.

“We’re up planning Autumn’s wedding. Lauren here’s helping me, and I haven’t heard from you since I left Minnesota. I’ve changed the plans. We’ll have the wedding on my downstairs terrace. It’s such a lovely time of year. I’ve decided it’s best for you to give Autumn away. She’s arguing with me, saying she wants to give herself away, but we’re not having that. I’ve got the local bed and breakfast willing to house Cameron’s family. You and Autumn will of course stay with me.” Robert grinned as Kennedy gave all the random details of a wedding. Whatever age Kennedy had on her, it hadn’t dulled her mind. She was sharp as a tack.

“I’ll do whatever you two decide.” Good answer, not committing to either side.

“Son, you’ll tell her you’re walking her down the aisle. She’s impossible to deal with when she gets something stuck in her mind.” Mrs. Adams shook her head in frustrated disgust.

“Okay, I’ll make the suggestion next time I talk to her.” Again, Robert answered by giving himself wiggle room, and it made Landon laugh; probably not the first time Robert had been placed in this situation, but Mrs. Adams seemed appeased and nodded.

“Autumn wants me to go heavy on the flowers to help represent your fathers. I like that idea, plus they’re so easy to decorate with. I think we’re doing a variety of flowers, but probably not the calla lily. That flower seems depressing to me.”

Robert laughed, causing Landon to take a closer look for whatever he’d missed. “And Autumn wants them, right? So, I’m supposed to say they’re depressing?”

Kennedy scowled at Robert. “You were always too smart for your own good.”

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