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He was looking at her. Only at her.

No longer wearing that blank mask she’d become accustomed to. His eyes were full of fire and determination and…

That was when he went out of focus, all blurry behind a curtain of tears, but it didn’t matter. She’d remember that look for the rest of her life. It was her Alex. And he was running
back
to her.

He pulled her into his arms so hard it was almost a collision. She didn’t care. This was where she’d wanted to be, what she’d waited for. She heard herself laughing a long way away, and then the sound stopped, cut off by Alex’s lips.

Some time later he whispered something in her ear. Jennie didn’t catch it. She was too happy to bother to make sense of mere sounds. When she didn’t reply he tried again.

‘Jennie…? Will you marry me?’

The clouds of bliss parted enough for her to pull back a little and frown at him. ‘Huh?’

Alex smiled at her and she almost forgot to hold on to that thought. He had such a wonderful smile, and it had been missing for such a long time.

‘But…we’re already married, you dummy.’

Alex just laughed. ‘Is that a yes? ‘

‘I…but…but…’

He wrapped himself around her. ‘Let’s do it again. Here, if you like.’

‘W-why? I don’t need it, Alex.’ She reached out and touched his lips, explored them with her fingertips. ‘All I want is you.’

His expression became serious. ‘That’s why I want to do it properly this time. Not on a whim, but knowing what we want, with our eyes open to all we’ve been through and all we’ve yet to face. And I want
you
, Jennie. Always.’

Everything went fuzzy again.

‘I’ve been such a fool,’ he muttered.

Jennie swiped her eyes again. ‘But you’re
my
fool. And you mustn’t beat yourself up about it, Mr Perfectionist. You just needed to let yourself grieve for what life threw at you. No one could have held on longer, or been stronger, but even the most invincible of us
couldn’t have endured what you did without getting wounded along the way.’

He looked off behind her shoulder, then fixed his gaze on her face again. ‘The funny thing is, once I did what you said, once I stared it all eyeball to eyeball, even though it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, I found a sense of peace. Nothing worse could happen—except for losing you. I finally saw what I had and what I was about to crush, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to come and find you.’

She frowned slightly. ‘How
did
you find me in here?’

He smiled and gave a little shrug. ‘I asked at the pub and someone said they’d seen you come in here. Can’t hide anything in a village this size.’ He looked around, up at the high ceiling and then back at her. ‘Do you want to renew our vows here? It’s a lovely place.’

Nice place you have here…

Jennie started to laugh.

That was quick! Thank you!

‘What’s funny?’ Alex said, slightly perplexed.

Jennie just grabbed him and pulled her face close to his. ‘I love you,’ she murmured, still feeling the joy welling inside her. And Alex replied in kind, although he didn’t need words to do it.

EPILOGUE

S
TEP
, together. Step, together
. Mollie floated down the aisle just as she’d been shown. It was harder work than she’d thought it would be, because she kept getting excited and going too fast and then almost stepping on the edge of Jennie’s lovely white dress.

Jennie looked like a princess, with her hair all up and that thing… What was it called? A tia… A ti…. Well, that sparkly crown-thing in her hair. Her dress was long and smooth and white, and Mollie had decided she wanted one just like it if she ever got married or became a princess. Although, maybe she’d make sure there were more diamonds and pearls on hers. Jennie’s was pretty, but it was a bit plain. Not a frill or a bow in sight.

And Daddy almost looked like a prince in his dark suit. He certainly looked very solemn. It was just as well princes didn’t wear sparkly crown-things, because it would have
looked silly on him. She bit back a giggle and brought her bouquet up higher to cover her mouth.

She still didn’t quite understand why Daddy and Jennie needed to get married twice. Hadn’t it worked properly the first time? Still, she didn’t really mind. She got to wear this lovely white dress with the dark green sash, and got to carry flowers, and everybody she passed as she walked down the aisle behind Daddy and Jennie made a face that told her she looked cute. She pretended not to notice, but secretly she was rather pleased.

The only thing she was sad about was that Mummy wasn’t here to see her. She’d heard Daddy say something once about ups and downs and how the mountains had helped him when he felt sad.

They’d stopped at the front of the church now and the vicar person was saying something boring in his up-and-down voice, so Mollie thought a little bit more about mountains. There weren’t any in Elmhurst, but maybe, when she was sad, she could climb up to the top of the climbing frame in the garden. That was very tall. She still got sad and cross sometimes, even though she wasn’t always sure why, but Jennie had said that was okay, and when she felt like that Jennie would
give her a big hug and Daddy would sit down on the floor in the living room with her and they’d play games and read books. She bit her lip. Maybe she wouldn’t need the climbing frame after all.

Everyone was singing now, so Mollie took a chance to look behind her. She could see her new friends waving at her from somewhere near the back. She wanted to wave back, but she wasn’t sure bridesmaids were allowed to do that, so she just smiled.

The singing stopped and Daddy and Jennie were looking at each other and saying mushy things. Jennie was crying a little bit, so Mollie dug into the secret pocket in her skirt and handed her the hankie Granny Marion had made her put in there earlier.

Everybody laughed. Everybody. The whole church!

She hadn’t done anything funny, had she? Daddy was laughing, too, and he scooped her up in his arms and held her close as he and Jennie finished being mushy. Everyone was looking at her.

And then the vicar said Jennie and Daddy could kiss, so Mollie wriggled out of Daddy’s arms and got out of the way before they started getting sloppy. She pulled a face as they started kissing. Yuck!

Everyone laughed again.

Mollie pouted and held her chin high in the air. Some people just didn’t get it. Weddings were serious things. She sneaked a look at Daddy and Jennie.

Yup. Still kissing. It seemed they were taking it
very
seriously.

ISBN: 978 1 472 07456 0

BE MY BABY

Her Parenthood Assignment
© 2007 Fiona Harper
Three Weddings and a Baby
© 2007 Fiona Harper

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