I was fixated on my eldest son at the front of the aisle. He had his back to his bride, the first time we would see her would be in front of the families and God. Rowena was absolutely breathtaking as she glided down the aisle. Her dress was made of white satin and had delicate lace that billowed from her sleeves. She had a long cathedral train and wore wild flowers in her long, crimson braid. She had her eyes down as she walked, I could tell that she was nervous, she was only 16 herself.
I saw a small smile spread across her lips as she neared the end of the aisle, behind her nerves was excitement. Elder Sinclair was beaming as his eldest daughter was about to become one with another.
Ailbert slowly turned to look at his bride. He couldn't contain his smile as he took in the sight of
