Single Dad Plus One by JJ Knight

I’m always on top. My penthouse. My corporate office over Manhattan.And now, my family.Well, as long as baby Grace isn’t fussing. And my wife-to-be Arianna doesn’t need me for something. Okay, maybe things have evened out a bit. But now Arianna wants to meet my parents. They live in a trailer. Dad thinks Playboy T-shirts are classy because the naked women are silhouettes. Mom has a tattoo of a dog humping a palm tree. I don’t think either one has said a sentence without an f-bomb since 1985. I changed my name a long time ago. Started a new life with a clean slate and never looked back. I don’t know how to mend that bridge. Or why there’s a pig-on-a-spit at their surprise engagement party. Or how Arianna and I ended up wearing matching “Ball and Chain” bride and groom shirts. But you don’t get to choose your parents.
And in my family, crazy is definitely relative.