saw me.
“You look beautiful.”
“So do you.”
Helen offered me her arm.
Danny smiled when he saw my sister walking me down the aisle.
“I’m glad you two worked things out.”
“Oh,” I said. “We’re working on it.”
The ceremony began.
Danny cried during his vows.
Then came my turn.
“Do you take Danny to be your husband?”
I looked directly at him.
“No.”
Silence.
Danny blinked.
“What?”
“No.”
His face reddened.
“Helen got to you.”
“Actually, your son did.”
Danny’s expression collapsed.
My nephew blurted, “Wait – you have
