I am on your left. Your father is on your right. You are so radiantly beautiful I cannot take my eyes off you, but I must, so we can walk. Paula pushes the white button that lets Thom know we’re ready to process. We come out of hiding behind the right side of the door, and enter fully into the back of the church. You hold out your arm, and we link arms. I also hold your hand. The music starts and we walk toward the altar, where your beloved awaits.
