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“Mark?” my sister Sofia asked, stirring something on the stove.
“Of course,” my mom replied. “He’s handling some business for me first, but then he’s free to explore. I told him, ‘You’re a single man—use this trip to meet someone.’”
She laughed as if matchmaking her assistant was the most natural thing in the world.
Max, my husband, glanced up from where he was stringing lights around the windows. “Do you ever give anyone a real vacation, Anne?”
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“Not when there’s work to be done,” Mom shot back playfully.
The house buzzed with activity. My grandmother sat by the kitchen table, peeling oranges for mulled wine, her sharp eyes observing everything.
“We’re out of cinnamon,” she announced abruptly, waving a wooden spoon in my direction. “You can’t make good mulled wine without cinnamon.”
I sighed, wiping my hands on a dishtowel. “Fine, I’ll run to the store.”
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“I can go,” Max offered.
“No need,” I said, grabbing my scarf. “It’s just cinnamon. I’ll be back before you miss me.”
On my way out, I grabbed a coat from the hook by the door—Sofia’s oversized camel-colored one. Her dramatic scarf hung next to it, a perfect match for her signature style.
“Lucy,” Sofia called from the stove, “you better not lose my coat!”
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I rolled my eyes. “It’s just a coat, Sofia. Relax.”
As I slid my hands into the deep pockets, my fingers brushed against something crinkly. I froze, pulled it out, and found myself holding a folded receipt.
Curious, I opened it. A necklace. Luxurious, judging by the price.
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The date on the receipt made me pause. Last Tuesday. That was the same day I’d called Sofia to confirm our dinner plans. Her voice had been low, almost hushed.
“I can’t talk right now,” she’d said. “I’m… at a jewelry store. Not alone.”
I’d brushed it off at the time. Sofia had always been secretive about her elusive boyfriend, never telling the family much. But this… this didn’t feel right.
My breath caught as I read the signature at the bottom. It was my husband’s signature.
Max? But how? Why is his name on a receipt for an extravagant necklace hidden in my sister’s coat?
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***
Christmas had arrived, filling my mother’s house with an almost magical warmth. Laughter echoed from the living room, mingling with the clinking of glasses and the cheery sound of holiday music. The scent of cinnamon and pine drifted through the air, making everything feel cozy and perfect.
Perfect for everyone but me.
I sat in the corner, absently swirling the drink in my hand, my eyes glued to Sofia and Max. They were just themselves—on the surface. But I noticed everything. The way their eyes met for just a moment too long. The fleeting smiles they shared when no one else was looking.
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Then there was the disappearing act. First, Max slipped out of the room, muttering something about needing to grab his phone. A few minutes later, Sofia casually excused herself to check on the pie in the kitchen.
Am I imagining things?
When they didn’t return, I couldn’t sit still any longer. I followed them into the hallway, flattened myself against the wall, barely breathing as I strained to hear their voices.
“…I’m pregnant,” Sofia said, her voice low but clear enough to shatter me. “And I don’t know how to tell Lucy.”
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Pregnant?! Sofia and Max… together? My husband and my sister. It can’t be!
My legs felt like jelly as I made my way to the front door, needing to escape the suffocating warmth of the house.
The cold evening air hit me hard, making me gasp. My mind screamed that it wasn’t true, but my heart ached with doubt. They thought I didn’t notice. They thought I was blind. But it was time to prove them wrong.
I stopped at a store on the way back, grabbing a few things. My plan formed with every step, sharp and precise. I had no desire to be a fool.
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***
That evening, I slipped back into the house. No one had even noticed I’d been gone for hours. Typical. They were all too busy laughing, eating, and chatting.
I wasn’t in the mood to pretend I belonged in their little bubble of holiday cheer, so I sat silently at the dinner table, watching everyone else enjoy the evening.
“Lucy, you’re so quiet!” my mom said, glancing over at me. “You’re not feeling sick, are you? We can’t have you missing Christmas!”
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“I’m fine, Mom,” I said flatly, stabbing a green bean with my fork.
“Well, cheer up,” my grandmother chimed in. “Did I ever tell you about the time I almost met Frank Sinatra?”
“Almost?” my dad teased. “Every year, it gets closer. By next Christmas, you’ll be married to him.”
Everyone laughed except me.
Sofia grinned. “Oh, come on, Lucy. It’s Christmas Eve! You used to love this.”
I locked eyes with her. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m about to make things very merry.”
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Without waiting, I pushed my chair back and walked to the tree.
“Gift time,” I said, grabbing the two boxes I had prepared earlier. “I thought I’d start the fun a little early.”
“Can’t we wait until dessert?” my dad asked, already reaching for the pie.
“Nope. This can’t wait,” I replied, placing the first box in front of Sofia.
“For me?” Sofia’s voice wavered as she reached for the ribbon.
“Go on, open it,” I said, my tone sugary sweet.
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Everyone leaned forward as she opened the box. The baby cradle gleamed under the lights.
Sofia froze. “What… what is this?”
“Oh, you know,” I said lightly. “A little something I thought you might need soon.”
Her face turned pale. “I don’t… What are you talking about?”
“Lucy,” my mom interrupted. “Is this some kind of joke?”
“No joke.” I turned to Max and handed him the second box. “Now, this one is for you, dear husband. I hope it’s the right size.”
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Max opened the box cautiously. His face flushed bright red.
“Diapers?” my mom asked, completely confused.
“Well,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm, “maybe my gifts aren’t as exquisite as the ones my husband buys for my dear little sister.”
With that, I reached into my pocket, pulled out the receipt, and flung it across the table toward Max. It landed right in front of him.
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My mother’s hand paused mid-air with her fork, my grandmother’s brow furrowed in confusion. Sofia froze, while Max looked like he’d just been caught red-handed.
“Lucy, I…” Sofia stammered.
“Go on,” I said, folding my arms. “I’m dying to hear this explanation.”
Before Sofia could form a coherent sentence, Max abruptly stood up. His hand darted into his pocket, fumbling as he pulled out a small jewelry box.
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“Lucy. I bought this for you.”
“For me?”
“Yes. It’s… it’s always been for you.”
“And I helped him choose it,” Sofia added quickly. “As a thank-you for supporting me when I needed help.”
The weight of everyone’s eyes pressing down on me. Slowly, I opened the lid. Inside was the necklace, gleaming under the warm light.
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“Oh, Max, how beautiful!” my mother exclaimed, clasping her hands together dramatically. “But…” She paused, her face scrunching in confusion as she turned to me. “I still don’t understand. What’s with the baby things, Lucy?”
Before I could answer, Sofia blurted out, “Mom, I’m pregnant.”
“Pregnant?” Mom repeated, her voice an octave higher. “Oh, Sofia, why didn’t you tell us?”
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“And who’s the father?” I asked coldly, my eyes narrowing as I stared at Max.
Sofia opened her mouth to reply, but before she could get a word out, the doorbell rang. My mother shot to her feet, muttering, “Who on earth could that be at this hour?”
***
When my mother returned to the room, she wasn’t alone. Standing beside her was her personal assistant, holding a bouquet of roses.
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“Mark?” Mom said. “I sent you on a trip for the holidays! A new place, a chance to meet someone. You’re supposed to be single and exploring the world!”
Mark’s gaze shifted past her and landed directly on Sofia. “I already have someone, Mrs. Turner. The only woman I’ve ever loved.”
Sofia gasped. But instead of running to him, she bolted for the hallway.
“To the bathroom?” my grandmother asked, watching her disappear.
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“Morning sickness,” my mother declared with authority, shaking her head knowingly. “I remember those days. Being pregnant is not for the faint of heart.”
“Pregnant?” Mark repeated. “Sofia’s pregnant?”
Max stood, finally breaking his stunned silence. “Yes, she’s pregnant. And it’s yours, Mark.”
Mark’s mouth opened, but Max continued. “She told me because you disappeared for a week. She didn’t know what to do and needed someone to confide in. So, she trusted me to keep it a secret until she was ready.”
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Just then, Sofia emerged from the hallway, her face still pale but determined.
“Mark,” she said softly, stepping closer. “I was terrified. I thought I’d lost you. Max was just… someone I could trust when I didn’t know what to do.”
She glanced at me and offered a faint smile. “And, as a thank-you, I helped him pick out your necklace.”
“Oh,” I said, exhaling a sharp breath as the pieces finally came together. “I found the receipt, thought it was for Sofia, overheard about the pregnancy, and…” I winced. “And I let my imagination run wild.”
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“Mom,” Sofia added, shaking her head. “You sent Mark away without knowing any of this.”
My mother raised her hands defensively. “I didn’t know! I just thought he needed a vacation! How was I supposed to guess all this?”
Mark crossed the room, wrapping Sofia in a warm embrace. “I’m so sorry I left you in doubt,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I asked you not to tell anyone about me because I didn’t know how your mom would react. But none of that matters now. I love you, Sofia. I want to be with you—both of you.”
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Max pulled me close, his hand resting on my shoulder. “And I promise no more secrets, Lucy. Not ever. I should have told you from the start.”
By the time we all sat back down to dinner, laughter filled the air again. The clinking of glasses and the joyful chatter returned, stronger than before.
What had started as a chaotic storm of misunderstandings ended with love, honesty, and forgiveness. That Christmas we spent as a whole family.
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The day before Christmas, everything seemed perfect until it wasn’t. I found a receipt for a stunning necklace, signed by my husband, hidden in my sister’s coat. Was it a gift or something far worse?
The day before Christmas was a rare and special occasion. My mother, who never seemed to have a spare moment away from her demanding job, had miraculously freed up her schedule to host the family dinner. She bustled around the house, beaming yet still sneaking glances at her phone.
“Well,” she cheerfully said as she set down a platter of cookies, “I finally sent my assistant Mark on that trip I’ve been planning for him. The poor man has been swamped with work all year.”
‘Happy Days’ Star Anson Williams Marries at 73 after Beating Cancer — His Series Co-star Was His Best Man
Anson Williams, known as Warren “Potsie” Weber from “Happy Days,” revealed he just got married at 73.
His friend he often calls “brother,” who was also his series co-star, served as his best man during the ceremony.
After beating cancer, he devoted his life to his family and lives in a small farm town.
Anson Williams is most popularly known for starring as Warren “Potsie” Weber in the American sitcom, “Happy Days”—a somewhat gullible yet good-hearted singer who entertained the audience throughout the show’s 11 seasons.
The iconic role became integral to Williams’ career and earned him three Golden Globe Award nominations for Best Series, Miniseries, or TV Film, and Best Supporting Actor. But recently, the actor has been in the news for a completely different reason.
Williams, 73, is a happily married man after tying the knot with Sharon MaHarry on Saturday, May 6, 2023. The lovely and dreamy wedding ceremony occurred in his own yard, marking an important milestone in the actor’s life.
In addition to a rocky love life, Williams endured a harrowing health battle.
The TV icon looked dapper in a black suit, which he paired with a light blue dress shirt and a gray patterned tie. He also wore a boutonniere on the jacket’s lapel and finished his look with black spectacles.
On the other hand, Williams’ bride looked stunning in a full-sleeve floor-length lace gown comprising a boat neck and full skirt. She let her short blonde tresses down, with some of her hair pinned away from her face, and held a lovely flower bouquet.
The newlyweds beamed joyfully as they eternalized their love surrounded by their loved ones. Williams, who once ran for mayor of Ojai but was unsuccessful, wed MaHarry at a private residence in the seaside town of Los Angeles.
The couple’s wedding ceremony took place in the groom’s lush green and spacious yard, adorned with colossal flower and plant pots. Bright lights were hung from trees to create a mesmerizing effect and make the occasion even more special.
Friends and family watched in awe as MaHarry’s daughter walked her down the aisle to marry the love of her life. A romantic tune played in the background as the bride and groom vowed to stay together for the rest of their lives.
According to his Facebook profile, Williams got engaged to MaHarry on April 3. Throughout the ceremony, he wore a bright, warm smile that perfectly encapsulated his happiness. Williams’ best man was none other than his series co-star, Don Most, who played Ralph Malph on “Happy Days.”
The two men share a phenomenal bond that dates back to their time on the show. Williams considers Most a great friend and refers to him as his “brother.” The duo’s heartwarming connection has stayed strong over the years.
When Williams shared photos from his big day on social media, many fans noticed Most’s presence and left messages of appreciation and support for him and the newlyweds.
“Congratulations!!! What a beautiful bride and I love your best man! He’s still got it!” wrote one user. “Anson you both look amazing. I haven’t [seen] you smile like that in a long while. God Bless you both,” commented another netizen.
Meanwhile, the happy groom, who couldn’t contain his excitement while looking at his gorgeous bride, captioned his Facebook post, “A magical moment in time.”
Williams was said to have met his better half in the winter of his life and knew she was the one meant for him. After surviving a terrifying health ordeal and seeing his marriage of 30 years come to an end, he still believes, “It’s never too late to get it right!”
MaHarry has been running a successful career as a seasoned real estate agent and has also dabbled in advertising and writing. She holds a degree in English from Roanoke College in Salem, Virginia.
Earlier, she served as the senior vice president and creative director at Young and Rubicam Advertising Agency in New York. She has also written the book, “Crazy Mama: A Memoir of Love and Madness.” She has one daughter, Lindsay, who works as a journalist in Los Angeles.
Williams married MaHarry in Ojai, California, a small town where he moved in 2011 to enjoy a quiet, peaceful life. Talking about his decision to leave Los Angeles at the time, the “Melrose Place” alum expressed how he wanted his kids to live in a fail-safe community.
Back then, he only went to Ojai occasionally or on weekends but fell in love with its people and ambiance. Gradually, Williams started visiting the place more often with his family and moved there permanently.
In addition to falling in love with Ojai’s loving community and safe environment, the place reportedly offered Williams a tranquil respite from his personal woes. He further mentioned:
“I owe a lot to Ojai for that, for my health, my sanity, and the ability to move forward.”
Williams has been married twice before—he tied the knot with Lorrie Mahaffey in 1978 and called it quits in 1986. His second marriage was to Jackie Gerkens, and after staying together for over three decades and sharing five kids, there was trouble in paradise for the duo. Initially, they broke up but changed their minds soon after and decided to give their relationship another chance.
The duo first ventured on the divorce road in September 2019; however, a month later, Williams was reportedly in court to file for a dismissal. However, nine months later, things turned odd, and the couple finally divorced in 2020.
In addition to a rocky love life, Williams endured a harrowing health battle. A little before Christmas 2016, he received his Stage 2 colon cancer diagnosis.
Soon afterward, he had two surgeries and stayed in the hospital for three weeks. Not only did he emerge victorious in his battle against the life-threatening condition, but he also gained a new perspective on life.
After understanding his purpose for living, Williams said he developed a newfound love and appreciation for his family, including his children and grandchildren. He expressed:
“I always knew I loved them, and they were important, but now it’s at a whole new level.”
Today, Williams is a doting grandfather to four grandkids and a married man, and we hope he continues to celebrate life and create precious memories!
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