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“Let’s give them a few minutes.” Barbra said, gesturing for everyone to leave.

Kendra and her mother had been able to spend a lot of time together over the last month, so there wasn’t a lot left to say.

“Honey, I love you and want you to be happy. I’ve seen how Remy looks at you and you at him, you two will be just fine. But I do want you to remember that marriage takes work. Put in the time and you will have a happy marriage.” She said, pulling a small box out of her pocket.

“Oh, I think I’ve already had a good dose of making things work.” Kendra said.

“Yeah, I suppose you’ve already gotten an idea of how to compromise.” Her mom said, handing her the box.

“Your father gave this necklace to me on our wedding day. I want you to have it now. I may not have had him with me for long, but I loved him deeply. We too had our problems, but when he was at his most frustrating or we were fighting, I would get this out and wear it. It always made me feel better.” Her mom said, giving her a hug.

“Thank you, mom. I’ll treasure it always, but I think I’ll wear it when I’m missing you.”

“Alright, no more mushy stuff. Let’s get you married.”

The grounds were a vision of white, lavender, and peach, Kendra’s favorite colors. Hundreds of guests were seated under the giant tents that would later provide dinner seating and a dance floor. Remy’s dad was going to give Kendra away since her dad couldn’t, so he was waiting for Kendra when she came out of the house.

“Ready?” He said, taking her arm. “You look incredible, my grandmother would have been proud to see you in that dress.”

Kendra was only able to smile, her heart was beating so hard and she felt like she could hardly breathe. Taking a deep breath, she nodded her head and they began the long trip down the aisle. Her legs were shaking as she walked, but as soon as she saw Remy at the end of the aisle, her heart calmed and she was able to breathe again.

If she had any doubts about this marriage, seeing him standing there in his tux, looking as nervous as she, those doubts disappeared. She truly loved him and they would have a wonderful life together. It might not always be easy, they were different in many ways, but together they would make it work.

As she joined Remy at the altar, Kendra looked into his eyes to see a few tears. Smiling, she took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, returning her smile, then together they turned to face the minister. With all the traditions that had been a part of getting married she had expected the ceremony to be a long one, but instead it was a simple but moving event.

When the minister pronounced them husband and wife, Remy kissed her and the rest of the world melted away. They would have the rest of their lives together, but first they had a wonderful party to attend. Their mother’s had planned the perfect reception and everyone was ready to enjoy themselves.

The party lasted well into the night, everyone drank and ate until they couldn’t hold any more. Kendra and Remy greeted and chatted with as many guests as they could, but finally, completely worn out Kendra suggested that it was time for them to leave.

After the garter and the bouquet were thrown, the top of the cake stashed, Remy and Kendra changed their clothes and jumped in the limo that would take them to the airport. They were flying to Italy tonight and staying in the best hotel for a few days. Then they would tour the country, staying in small hotels and inns for the rest of their stay.

Once they were on the plane, they could both relax, the next two weeks belonged to them. No work, no family, no interruptions.

“So, tell me do you feel different now that you’re an old married lady?” Remy asked, nuzzling her neck.

“Mm, that feels the same.” She said, tilting her head to give him better access.

“Good thing this flight is only an hour and a half, I might not be able to behave myself much longer than that. It’s been a whole week since we’ve been together, I seriously considered climbing up the side of the house. ”

“I would have left the window open if you’d called. Of, course your mother put me on the third floor, probably because she knew you might try that.” She said, with a smile.

“Yeah, I asked her which room she put you in, and she was much too proud of herself for that little move.” He said, shaking his head.

“Well, no more separate rooms for us, unless you develop a snoring habit.” She said, snuggling into his arms. “I’m going to sleep a bit, it’s been a long day.”