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All the preparations had been made. Conor’s and Liam’s tuxedos were safely tucked away in the Jag’s spacious trunk. Kiera’s lovely bridal bouquet would be finished and ready for her approval by noon the next day. Her magnificent wedding gown, veil, and shoes had been carefully layered in tissue to protect them from harm, and would be hand-delivered to the Unity Chapel by two o’clock. The delicious flower-trimmed wedding cake would be finished by four.
At eight-thirty, Conor and she would return to the chapel, where they’d be met by Margie and a pair of top-notch photographers. Candid photos would be shot while each changed into their fine garb; then they would meet in the gazebo for the actual ceremony.
A videographer would chronicle the entire event, including the small reception to
