Chapter 7
“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two men in holy matrimony.”
I ended up in Tennessee. I knew from a sign at the side of the road, Welcome to Tennessee. It was beautiful in April. There was no need to wait for May, unless it was May. Just because I knew where, that didn’t mean I was certain of when. I was in the 1800s, I surmised, judging by my attire, the architecture, and a lack of motorcars around me. Had I been afforded a GPS for time and realm travels, Tennessee in the 1800s would have been my second choice after Heaven.
The sky was a mix of blue and light gray, the sun bright and warm, and the trees as green as Patrick’s eyes.
“Are you practicing your lines?” Yes. He was there, too.
“I am,” I said.
“I have a sense you’re going to tell me you br
