Mae took Shelby’s hands in hers. “Please bless these rings, Heavenly beings, to bring Goose and Patrick joy as their bond only grows through all eternity.”
A clap of thunder not far off urged us to hurry a bit.
“Amen,” Mae added in haste.
“Amen!” Our echo came just as quickly.
All smiles, Shelby studied each wedding band a moment, and then passed the wrong ones anyway, forcing Goose and me to exchange rings in order to exchange rings.
“Oops.” I handed Goose his, a gold band with the letter G, the one he would put on my finger. “We were on the same page, like always.” My smile brought one from him.
“The story of our life, death, and life again,” he said, passing the right ring to me.
“Dang it!” Shelby brought her palm to her forehead. “Pregnancy brain.”
Goose offered a hug. “My favo
