Overnight, the fog crept in thick and heavy. Country roads were barely visible, headlights were necessary even though it was daylight. Like magic, the haze slowly dissipated as we pulled into the small rural town leaving dense, life-less air in its place. In a church with no air conditioning, the humidity of the day could have posed a problem. Potentially. But when Kari arrived, tucked away safely indoors, a light rain let loose chasing some of the heated air away.

In all reality, it seemed that nobody noticed the rapid-changing weather anyway.

With help from her mother, she slowly and methodically slipped into her gown. Earrings were fastened. Shoes were delicately clasped.

He situated himself in his dapper black tux. Flower was pinned. Hugs were given.

Bridesmaids were smiling. Groomsmen were joking. Everyone was breezily happy; it was finally time.

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