Query time with the McCurry's

“Anastasia, your mother might have gossiped about you to me, so why don’t you tell me what happened today?” Mr. McCurry uttered.

“Uhm-hmm!!” Mrs. McCurry cleared her throat in an attention seeking manner. “I think you meant why don’t she tell us, because she hasn’t really said anything to me either.” She said,

Anastasia chuckled and dropped the fork. “Mom, you don’t have to be so dramatic all the time. Anyway, what happened today was that I went to see Stephen Gray. He was getting married today and I wanted him to know about the child before he made that decision. I had no plans of disrupting the wedding but I might have ended up doing that.” She narrated.

Her parents stopped eating and stared at each other, then slowly they turned back to her. “What are you saying? You crashed their wedding?” her father asked with a genuine look of concern and worry etched on his aged face.

“Yeah, I walked into the church hall just after they had said their vows and were about to be pronounced husban