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Alex and Marcail stood together, and resting contentedly on Alexs arm was their Megan. She was an adorable dark-haired toddler, and a sign to the family that their beloved Marcail and Alex had found a love to carry them through the years.
Precious friend, Lora Duncan, was in a front pew, alone for the moment. A change in the music drew Seans attention back down the aisle. Lucas Duncan had entered the back of the church. On Lucas left arm was Charlottes aunt, Sadie Cox.
Sadie was dressed in cream-colored linen. Standing poised and serene, she looked straight into the eyes of the man she loved. Sean felt an unexpected rush of emotion when Sadie came to the front, and he saw the look of profound love that covered his fathers face for the woman who stood beside him.
Theyd both been alone for so very long, and now God had seen fit to bring them together. Sean watched as Duncan kissed the brides cheek and took his seat next to Lora. Patrick and Sadie joined hands and turned to face him.
We are gathered today . . . Sean began the service, his voice confident, yet tender with emotion. Rigg was on hand to provide the rings and sign as official witness. The room cheered at the end of the service when Patrick kissed his wife. Family and friends alike filed out behind the bride and groom for a reception to be held at Duncan and Loras.
As Sean came down the aisle, he plucked his niece Megan from Alexs arms and carried her outside. Alex and Marcail were the last to leave the building. Once alone, Marcail looked up at her husband, her eyes shining with happiness.
That was beautiful, wasnt it?
Yes, it was, Alex agreed. But then Ive noticed that beauty tends to run in your family.
Marcail grinned at the compliment, and Alex bent to give her a long, loving kiss.
Hey, you two, Riggs voice broke in, teasing them from the door. Break it up. The wagon wont wait all day.
Marcail laughingly jumped out of her husbands arms, pulling her most innocent face to the fore. Alex grinned at his brother-in-law, but pulled Marcail back into his embrace.
It was a hard wait before I had this woman in my arms, Rigg. You go ahead with the wagon, itll be worth having to walk.
Rigg stayed on the scene only long enough to see that Alex was kissing Marcail once again. Yes, I imagine you would say it was worth having to walk, Rigg thought as he climbed into the wagon next to Kaitlin. He leaned to kiss her and then slapped the reins, putting the vehicle in motion.
What was that for? asked a pleasantly surprised Katie.
Rigg smiled, but didnt answer. Yes indeed, he repeated to himself. Worth the walk, and a whole lot more.
Books by Lori Wick
Books by Lori Wick
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