by Mari Carr
Meg had gotten special permission to pick the kids up at their homes since transportation was a problem for some. He and his lovely teacher had spent two hours traveling from door to door, picking up each student in her class and posing for innumerable photos. When they at last arrived at the dance with their students, all dressed to the nines, it was not in a limo, but aboard a handicapped bus. He marveled at her boundless energy and enthusiasm. It was clear her students adored her and he knew for a fact, the feeling was mutual.
As the song ended, Meg made her way through the throng of teenagers smiling as she walked toward him. She was only beginning to show and he looked forward to the arrival of their first child–a little girl according to the sonogram–shortly before Thanksgiving.
This year, he truly had much to be thankful for. Meg had given him a place to call home. Her circle of friends had welcomed him with open arms and everyday was filled with the wonder of being a part of her world. While he had introduced her to waterskiing, she’d fed him Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. He’d taken her to her first movie premiere in New York and she’d taken him to his first prom.
“Rob, you are such a trooper.”
“Oh, how so?”
“I don’t know many billionaires who would humor their wives by going to the prom.”
“Meg,” he answered. “Haven’t you figured out I would go anywhere in the world, so long as I could be with you? I’m mad about you, Meg.”
“Oh,” she laughed. “You are getting so lucky tonight!”
“Thank God.” And there in front of the principal, her students and the entire school, he kissed her.
The End