As Frank extended his hand in greeting, Peter was still grappling with his emotions. “Sir,” Frank began, but before he could finish, Peter abruptly cut him off. “I can’t do this!” he exclaimed. “How can my daughter be marrying the son of a janitor? What kind of life will she have? Where are they going to live?” The words tumbled out in a rush, revealing Peter’s deep-seated concerns and prejudices.
Suddenly, everything clicked for Peter. Kevin’s secrecy about his father’s job now made complete sense. In the midst of his realization, Frank’s voice brought him back to the present. “Remember what I told you,” Frank said, his expression tinged with sadness. “We need to trust our children to make their own choices. I assure you, my son will take good care of your daughter.”