Chapter 3
The table reserved at the hotel, set for twelve, overlooked the harbor through big windows. The snow had turned into full whiteout conditions, so the drive over had been challenging. Mark sat at the end with his brothers, Danny and Chris. Both had short red hair, but Chris also had a short beard and mustache. Damn, he had missed his brothers.
“Man, I never thought we’d see the day you’d be domesticated,” Danny teased.
Mark glanced down the table to his parents and his sisters-in-law, J.D. and Evie, as well as his two nieces, who had each grown a foot. Billy Jo’s chair beside him was empty.
“Everything okay with your bride-to-be?” Danny continued. “She’s pretty quiet.”
Mark glanced over his shoulder from the private alcove where they were dining. He could just make out Billy
