From an outside perspective, the scene would have been almost eerie. Hundreds of people were sitting in elegant rows on either side of the blue silk covered walkway. At the front stood a minister, Drake, his father, Ardo, Salvador and two other of his friends. On the other side was four female friends of the family.
Mayrinn sat in the first row, a toddler on each side of her. Although the place was packed, there was no fidgeting or subtle movement. Everyone help perfectly still as the organ music began and Tarryn came down the aisle.
Her dress was made of a white silk that had threads of iridescent blue in it. They matched her eyes, as well as her children’s and husband’s. The bodice faded into a lacy choker, the tight waist splaying into a wide loose skirt, the train trailing ten feet o
