As we rounded up the greetings, we all walked to the back of the house, to show my family the marquees and everything that was being prepped for the wedding.
“Sis, this is amazing,” Kelly beamed, taking in her surroundings.
“The gardens are impressive enough, even without all of the extra arrangements,” my mum spoke, with her eyes on stalks.
“Becca has arranged all of this, without much input from myself. All credit goes to her.” Jace smiled, shooting me a loving look.
“She gets her great taste from her father,” my dad joked. “Now is there any refreshments available, as a man could die of thirst in this shirt,” he spoke, pulling his shirt collar away from his neck with his finger.
“Yes, follow me.” Jace smiled, leading my dad away.
“How are you feeling?” Kelly asked, wi
