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Can you see my dress, Mother? Has God let you peek down and see how happy I am and what a wonderful husband Rigg will be? Can you feel how much I miss you Mother, or would that make you sad? Kate was not even aware of the tears that streaked her cheeks.
There wasnt a day that passed when she didnt think of her mother and had to face the fact all over again that she really was gone. Today was no different. The fact that Aunt Maureen was coming and had been so valuable in the past weeks was a balm to Kaitlins pained heart.
Kates mood lifted when she remembered that Aunt Maureen was scheduled to arrive on October second. When that happened, Kate had only five days to wait until she became Mrs. Marshall Riggs.
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Santa Rosa was blanketed in fog the morning of the wedding. The CLOSED sign that Rigg had hung on the doors of the mercantile the night before, was still in place long after the store should have been open.
Uncle Leo had surprised everyone by showing up on Thursday evening with his wife Ruth. It was his first visit since hed moved to Texas. He announced that hed come to run the store while Rigg was on his honeymoon.
This news came as more of a relief to Jeff than Rigg, since Jeff had agreed to take care of things while the bride and groom were in San Francisco. But even though Leo Riggs was on the scene, Rigg opted to keep the store closed on Saturday. That way everyone could enjoy the wedding.
Rigg had not banked on being so nervous that he couldnt eat. Jeff had stayed the night at the house with Rigg and Sean and was able to observe his older brother in as close to a state of panic as hed ever seen.
Why dont you eat some breakfast Rigg? Jeff suggested.
Ill get something on my shirt.
Youre not wearing a shirt, Jeff pointed out, but Rigg only stared right through him.
The wedding was set for one oclock and, when Rigg disappeared to get dressed, he spent so much time in his bedroom that Jeff finally pounded on the door to tell him it was twelve-thirty.
Rigg hurried out, struggling into his coat and asked Jeff how he lookedsomething hed never done before.
You look good. In fact, Kate is so in love shell even forgive you for not shaving.
Riggs hand flew to the heavy stubble on his jaw before he began tearing his jacket off with enough force to rip the seams.
You dont have time Rigg, Jeff pleaded, but found himself ignored. Sean told Jeff he should have stayed quiet.
While this scene of bedlam was being played out at Riggs residence, a most serene bride was being helped from the wagon at the back of the church.