EPILOGUE
Jim shivered and pulled his suit coat a little closer to his body. What am I doing, standing outside in October? But he couldn't stop smiling, because he knew. He glanced to the side and saw Drew and Michael, in matching black trousers and blazers, each holding one wrist in the opposite hand.
To the other side, Alyssa and Sheridan had lined up, wearing black velvet dresses with long sleeves. Sheridan held her baby cradled on her hip.
He turned his gaze out over the two small sections of rented white chairs. They'd barely managed to fit the twenty chairs into his little yard, with enough space between the two sections for a piece of yellow fabric to be laid over the crisp, brown grass. Overhead, one of the two towering oak trees scattered leaves like flower petals, the brilliant
