Chapter Twenty-Three
May
Jason paced the length of the Sinclaire porch with Sterling. Where were their brides? Fortunately, the guests were more interested in talking with each other and drinking the last of Millie’s Stardust Rosé. At this rate, the guests would be tipsy before they crossed the road to Moonbeam Acres for the reception.
Macey joined them on the porch. “Sophie was so excited this morning, I could hardly braid her hair.”
“What about you?”
“I’m just glad I can stand in for Johnny.” Her face fell. “He should be here.”
“I know. But we did the next best thing. Did you see the front seat?” Sterling gestured to the center chair in the first row, where a framed picture of Johnny rested on the folded flag Macey had brought with her. On the opposite side of the aisle, a bouquet
