Ward said, as he maneuvered the car down the winding back roads that led back to the farm. “Well, they really helped make everything festive, Ward,” Goldie said. “I wanted things to be special for George. You only turn twenty-one once.” “I know, sweetie,” Ward said, squeezing his wife’s knee. “It’s not a big deal.” Goldie put her hand over her husband’s, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over her. Her life was perfect. She had never dreamed she would be so blessed. Life as a child had been rough for her, stricken with poverty and the abuse that seemed to almost always come with it. But now, she had Ward and all the kids, and they had made a wonderful life for themselves. Now, the kids were all grown up and everything they had taught them over the years would pay off. “I’m so excited for our trip to Hawaii,” Goldie said. The sky had fallen dark now and she stared up at the stars. “I bet you can see millions of stars there.” “It’s going to be great, babe.
