The bottle of Crown Royal was hiding in the back of Michael’s father’s liquor cabinet, unopened for all the years they lived in Mikey’s childhood home.
Since it was my mom’s anniversary and she got married in 1957, we figured it was the perfect thing with which to toast that day.
Exactly one year later, in San Francisco, Michael and I got married.
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