TWENTY-SEVEN

Rae walked down the aisle with smiles on her face. At last, her dream had come to pass. It was time for her to set her plans in motion, one by one. She wasn't backing out of this plan so easily; there was no way she would. Forward ever, backwards never.

Lyle held his daughter's hand while they walked down the aisle, with a whole lot of questions running through his mind.

Am I doing the right thing?

Is this the best for all of us?

What if? Just what if? He snapped out of his thoughts as soon as they reached the altar. He handed her over to her soon-to-be husband and retired to his seat.

" I, Calvin Dwight, take you, Raelyn, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish always until death do us part."

"I, Raelyn, take you, Calvin Dwight, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for