Chapter Thirteen
The wedding festivities lasted far after the sun went down. Young and old continued to sway to the beats coming from the speakers. Plates and cups were refilled a few more times. Boisterous laughter could be heard from each nook and cranny of the enclosed yard just outside the barn.
Reece listened politely as unfamiliar faces came to tell him stories from his past. Stories he had no recollection of unless they featured Beth. If they brought up his wife's name, Reece would often get a sliver of vision of times gone by.
He’d reach out and try to touch those memories. He tried to pull the delicate strands closer. He wanted to hold onto anything that reminded him of her, his wife.
At times when his neighbors and friends brought up his parents, Reece looked away from the br
