Still, she would be here sometime today and would be staying the night, but that didn't really mean anything as with the amount of alcohol and food people had been dropping off for the last week and a half, I had little doubt that the whole town would be in attendance. My grandfather may have only known half of them personally, but weddings and funerals were always town affairs. After all, the bulk of everyone in this town shared one ancestor or another.
So I finished getting dressed. I was wearing a black suit—one of two that Jean had insisted I purchase; the other would be worn the next day. I had not sprung for dress shoes. Instead I had simply shined a pair of black work boots I had. I preferred wearing boots anyhow. I was also wearing a black vest over my white dress shirt. And I was
