“Let’s face it, neither does the rest of the world,” Rosie bragged. “Butterflies are essential.”

“Certainly, essential in my life.” Sarah laughed, then gasped as she saw what was in the box. Lifting her gaze, she met each woman’s eyes, seeing the pride and love shining there. “Really?”

They all nodded.

“Well, don’t just stand there. Put them on.”

With shaky fingers, Sarah removed the earrings from their box, sliding each one onto her earlobe, then walking to the mirror to admire her gift.

“I love them.”

The women beamed behind her.

“Of course, you do. What’s not to love about a butterfly?”

Sarah gave each woman a hug, then glanced at the clock on the wall.

“Still time to change your mind.”

“Bite your tongue, Rosie Matthews,” Ruby ordered.

“Oh, no, she can’t change her mind. Bodie is taking her out of the country for their honeymoon,” Claudia said matter-of-factly, then touched Sarah’s arm. “You’re going to love traveling, Sarah. When we went to Europe in the spring, it was so lovely.” Thanks to some Maybelle meddling, Claudia had been on three vacations that year. “I hope Bodie is taking you somewhere lovely for your honeymoon.”

“He’s still not told you where he’s taking you?” Rosie asked, sounding disappointed.

Sarah shook her head. “He says it’s a surprise.”

Maybelle tsked. “He should have at least told us.”

“And risk you showing up? He’s smarter than that,” Sarah teased, checking her reflection one last time. Where they went didn’t matter, not as long as she was with Bodie.

Ruby nodded. “Smart enough that he moved to Pine Hill and took a job with Sherriff Roscoe.”

That he had. Bodie was a full-time sheriff’s deputy, Hamilton House’s maintenance man, and Sarah’s best Christmas gift ever.

Music began playing over the intercom system.

“Oh!”

“That’s our cue.”

“Line up, ladies.”

The Butterflies gathered at the door, then slipped into the church hallway to make their way up the aisle to where Bodie, Lukas, and Harry waited.

When the Butterflies had taken their place at the front of the church, Sarah’s father held out his arm.

“You ready for this?”

From the moment Bodie had asked her to marry him, she’d been ready.

“Ready to replace that awful photo on the stairwell?” she asked. “Absolutely.”

Her father laughed. “Glad I know that’s not your only motive.”

“I might have one or two others.”

Like the wonderful man waiting for her to walk down the aisle. She wanted to glance around the church, to see her friends, Bodie’s mother, stepfather, stepsisters and their families, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the man smiling at her with love in his eyes.

When her father handed her off to Bodie and then stepped up to perform the marriage ceremony, Sarah smiled at her soon-to-be husband.