cried before she said yes.
She told me later that she had known she wanted to marry me long before I asked.
That was why the secrecy surrounding her wedding dress had seemed harmless.
She wanted a surprise.
I wanted to see her happy.
I never imagined she was searching through my family’s past.
The first time she mentioned my grandfather in any serious way was about eight months before the wedding.
We were having dinner when she asked whether Thomas had ever worked as a tailor.
I laughed.
“No.
