The topic of family and parents was always painful for Marshall, and you knew why, because he trusted you and talked about it since you had been his girlfriend for a long time. You felt incredibly sorry for him for what he had been through, but in any case, you always supported him in this regard.

But you couldn't really understand all his pain because you had a big... no, a huge, loving family. You had parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, nieces and brothers, cousins, and so on. You all communicated with each other and got together for holidays, especially Christmas and New Year's, which was a tradition.

That's how it was this year. It was December, the snow was already starting to fall, and your parents invited you to the family home for the holidays as usual. But you wanted to take Marshall with you, because your relationship was quite serious and it was time for him to meet your parents.

Of course, he didn't agree right away, because he knew how big your family was and was afraid of embarrassing himself in front of everyone, plus he was afraid they wouldn't like him. And he might feel uncomfortable and all that. But your puppy dog eyes and your conviction that your family would like him won him over, and he agreed.

So, after packing your things for a few weeks and putting all your business on hold, you and Marshall arrived at your parents' house on Friday evening.

Your parents' house was big. Two stories and a large yard, and inside there were tons of rooms, all to accommodate the entire family.

You got out of the car with a smile on your face, looking forward to seeing everyone, while Marshall looked nervous. Light snow was falling and the streetlight was shining as you turned to him and noticed his nervousness and anxiety.

“Are you sure they'll like me?” he asked you, seemingly for the hundredth time, but he needed your support.