Epilogue
Of all the photographs Skye Hammond had taken of their wedding, Shane figured it would be a tie for his favorite between his and Becky’s first kiss as husband and wife and one of the shots of them standing in the open main door of the barn where he’d proposed nearly a year and a half ago. The memory of them covered in goo and happier about it than any two people had a right to be made him smile. She was right about it suiting them perfectly. Their wedding, which the Ramshorn had of course planned and organized, did, too. They had been married in the vibrantly green pasture behind the main ranch house with the craggy northern Northstar Mountains as a backdrop. They and their small wedding party—just Luke and Ryan as their best man and maid of honor—had been on horseback, as had th
