Finally, after the minister announced the couple to their friends and family for the first time as Mr. and Mrs. Vincent Carlyle, Aaron took his daughter and hastily escaped to the refreshments tent around the front of the house. He was just pouring Jessie a cup of lemonade when he sensed someone behind them.
“Are you all right, Aaron?”
His heart lurched at the sound of June’s kind voice, and he forced a smile when he turned around. Seven months pregnant with her first biological child, June Conner was as beautiful as ever in her soft turquoise dress. Maybe even more so.
“Tracie told us about Jerry Mackey getting out.”
“Word spreads fast around here.”
“It always has. But you didn’t answer my question.”
“I’m okay. Thinking about Erica too much, but that’s nothing new.” He shrugged.
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