Epilogue

The Wedding

Reese sensed the soft touch of Grandmother Sara’s spirit as the flowing, ivory satin of her wedding gown brushed over sensitive skin.

Her mom caressed her cheek. “No crying yet, my darling. You’ll ruin your beautiful makeup that Lila worked so hard on.”

“I’m trying. I’m just so happy.” Her lips trembled and she breathed deeply to halt the tears.

“It fits like it was made for you. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. You look so much like your grandmother.”

“Mom, you’re supposed to help me not cry.”

“I know. Sorry.” She turned to Grams. “Ellen, time for the necklace.”

She held up her hair and Grams fastened a gorgeous rose gold and sapphire necklace around her neck. “This is your something blue. It belonged to Jamie’s great-great grandmother Elspeth MacLachlan. Every bride in the family has worn it.”

“Thank you, Grams. It means so much to be included in the tradition.” She held out her left hand and looked at the diamond ring that had belonged to James’s mother, Elizabeth. “So many special memories.”

James’s little sister, Astrid, kneeled and slid satin slippers on her feet. “Here is your something new. Now let’s get you married so we can officially be sisters.”

Garlands of white flowers hung from the majestic branches of Celts Oak Tree and swayed in the light breeze, sending a sweet fragrance into the air. There couldn’t be a more perfect place for their wedding. A place with so much history and magic. The place where Gregor first kissed Ellen, where Grandfather Samuel asked Grandmother Sara to be his wife. The place she would say “I do” to the man she loved.

Astrid, Lila, and Reese got into position. The sweet sounds of a violin floated through the gathered guests, her cue to take Dad’s arm. Astrid and Lila started down the petal-strewn aisle, but her view of James was still blocked. Finally, Dad led her around the crowd.

The clouds parted and golden rays of sun shone down. A wave of awe and love swept over her at the sight of the man waiting under Celts Oak to join his life with hers, his muscular body framed in a black tux. Everything but him faded into a mist and each step brought her closer to the rest of her life.

Dad kissed her cheek and placed her hand in the strong grasp of her husband-to-be. She barely heard the preacher’s words, too focused on the love in his eyes and becoming Mrs. MacLachlan.

“I do.”

“You may kiss the bride.”

“Gladly.” He framed her face with exquisite gentleness and placed his lips on hers.

With her arms around him, she pulled him closer, much to the amusement of the guests.

Her husband slid his lips to her ear and whispered, for only her to hear, “I will follow you through life, even into the deepest, darkest caves.”

They pulled apart, but she tilted her head up for one more kiss.

The preacher chuckled. “Let me be the first to introduce Mr. and Mrs. James MacLachlan.”

Their ranch house had been masterfully transformed for the reception. Family and friends had worked hard to pull it all together. They had cakes from Green’s Bakery and food from Lorenzo’s and Givens Diner. She stood in the arms of her husband and watched their guests enjoy the evening.

Her new sister-in-law, Astrid, walked up to Finn, grabbed his hand, and pulled him onto the makeshift dance floor. He looked startled but didn’t resist. His body was tense as they began to dance and you could have fit another person between them, but halfway through the song they were pressed tightly together.

Reese watched a spark ignite between Finn and Astrid and wondered about the tension she’d observed between them at James’s birthday party.

After all the guests were gone, and only family remained at the house, they slipped away to the cottage for their wedding night. This time, she had prepared the loft for their special night. James had a surprise of his own. His wedding gift was the deed to Turner Cottage.

That night, wrapped in her husband’s arms, they finished the book, The One for Her.

And started their own story.

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