“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

of celebration. The guest list was microscopic but fiercely loyal: Dr. Harper, Mrs. Greene, a few trusted executives, and, sitting quietly in the back row, a subdued and respectful Margaret.

Lena drifted down the aisle in a cascading, unpretentious ivory gown, Sofia marching proudly beside her bearing the rings. When the officiant sealed the union, continue reading …