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own vows, and Emma suddenly thought that was the stupidest decision she’d ever made in her life. The water sloshed nauseatingly in her stomach.
    Emma saw Vivian whisper something to Cynthia, and Cynthia rush out of the room, then rush back in with Jerry, tall and handsome in his tuxedo, a red rose boutonniere setting off his jacket perfectly.
    He beamed at her, and she saw his face crumple from across the room. He walked over and knelt beside her, holding her hand in both of his. “Oh Emma, you look incredible. You are the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.”
    Tears brimmed and fell from her eyes immediately and every woman in the room exclaimed and searched for tissues.
    He pulled her notes from an inside pocket and showed them to her. “Do you want to look them over?”
    “Yes please,” she said. “And do we have time for a few pictures with Jerry?” she asked Grandma Maisie.
    “Of course dear, the wedding don’t start till the brides get there.”
    Emma looked over her notes as Jerry kissed Vivian on the cheek and whispered a few words in her ear.
    Jerry knelt next to her chair and rubbed her neck and shoulders. “Don’t worry Em, it’s going to go great,” he said quietly.
    She handed her notes back to him and smiled, then nodded to Grandma Maisie. She was ready.

Chapter 4

E mma watched the procession from the window. She heard the strains of Israel Kamakawiwoʻole's Somewhere Over the Rainbow play and the tears threatened to come again. She was an absolute wreck. But it was all so beautiful. The bridesmaids, in their cream-colored, floor-length dresses walked slowly, arm in arm with the groomsmen in their navy blue tuxedos. Emma could see the minister standing behind the archway, but not Craig and Hawk. She didn’t know where they were.
    Vivian walked over and put her arm around Emma’s waist. “Grandma Maisie wants us outside.”
    Emma smiled at her sister and grabbed her hand. This was it.
    They walked outside together. Grandma Maisie gave the flower girls final instructions and then sent Vivian off with her parents.
    She smiled up at Emma, her eyes soft and kind. “Well my dear, you were never mine to give away, but I am so honored that you asked me to walk with you down the aisle to that good, strong man of yours.”
    Emma didn’t trust herself to speak. She squeezed Grandma Maisie’s hand with her free hand. Grandma Maisie understood, and took her arm. They walked slowly around the building to the aisle. Seeing all the people, their lovely faces smiling at her from their chairs, filled her heart with gladness. Everywhere she looked was family, blood relatives she’d gotten to know and love over the last year. These were people who had grown up with her mother, and accepted her and Vivian into their hearts in an instant. Emma couldn’t help it. Even as she smiled the tears dropped down her face, running a path to her chin and probably falling on her gown. She didn’t care. Everything was how it should be.
    She looked up and saw that Vivian had made it to the archway and was standing with Hawk, who was gazing at Vivian with love in his eyes.
    And then she saw him. Craig. His smile as he watched her walk to him split his face in two. She smiled back, and he mouthed something to her. She wasn’t sure what it was; it could have been “I love you.” His traditional black tuxedo framed him perfectly, and she let her eyes wander over his muscular body, thinking she couldn’t wait to get him alone. And the next time she did, she’d be his wife. Her mind swirled with thoughts. His wife. Married. Mrs. Emma Masterson.
    They reached the last row of chairs and Grandma Maisie turned to her, hugging her and kissing her on the cheek. Craig smiled at Grandma Maisie and reached for Emma’s hand, pulling her to his side. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jerry standing behind Craig. Craig kissed her ear lightly and whispered, “God you are beautiful.” His breath tickled her hair and his words