MAGGIE WAS THE FINAL woman left in the room, and her nerves were strung tight. She tried to calm herself as she came out of the room when her name was called.
Mrs. Armstrong gently squeezed her arm and whispered, “All the best my dear.” and handed her a beautiful small bouquet of pink roses.
Maggie walked down a short hallway and into a small room with large sunlit windows. The Chaplain stood in a dark suit with a white collar at one end of the room just between a beautiful twin arrangement of multi-coloured spring flowers. He smiled at her and looked towards a door opening at the side of the room.
The most handsome man Maggie had ever seen walked into the room wearing a gorgeous navy-blue suit. He had thick almost black hair and blue eyes, and he was tall. He looked her up and down wit
