Polly's First Party

Sunday dinners would never be the same again. 

Max
When my mother met the man of her dreams, who knew it would lead me to the woman of mine. Polly was everything I'd ever wanted in a woman... and more. So much more. Would we allow our families to keep us apart, or fight to be together as only those meant to be do?
Polly
I didn't know that, when my grandfather brought his new bride to Christmas dinner, her son would be my favourite present under the tree. Man, I wanted to unwrap him and let him play with my box. What would our families think? Would they try to keep us apart or push us to hold onto the love what we had?