Epilogue

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Joe glanced around the temple grounds. Family and friends smiled in the cold. His heart fluttered as his bride walked out the front doors. Her white dress sparkled brighter than the fresh snow. The white rabbit-skin shawl draped around her shoulders, the cowl pulled over her dark curls. Her red lipstick matched the red roses in her bouquet. For an instant, Joe saw Grace walking next to her. He smiled as Ashley paused. Grace's arms went around her in a brief hug before she stepped away, allowing Ashley to glide into his arms.

"Mrs. Chapman," Joe whispered, his heart full.

"Did you feel her?" Ashley asked.

Joe nodded. "Yeah. She's here and she's happy."

"So am I."

"Me too."

Joe clasped Ashley's hands in his as he pressed a kiss to her lips. He smiled as the photographer almost shouted, "Hold that pose."

"I could hold you forever," Joe whispered.


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