Epilogue
“All right, if we’re going to get a few shots with the sunlit mountains in the background, we’d better hurry,” the photographer said.
Though the sky over the valley and the east peaks of the Northstar Mountains was one of the most brilliant, deep blues June had ever seen, the temperature had dropped easily ten degrees in as many minutes. Cold front indeed. Not that she was complaining. The forecast called for twelve to twenty-four inches of snow over the next two days, and the prospect of it added a new facet to her giddiness. She and Ben were going to have the cabin to themselves tonight—Luke would be staying with Pat and Aeli—and she couldn’t imagine a more romantic wedding night.
She handed her coat back to her new sister-in-law and shivered when the cold air hit her bare ar
