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LIAM
I couldn't help but grin. There was nothing that could wipe it from my face. As we walked down the crowded boardwalk, I tipped my hat to those who greeted me, which was many. As the owner of the bank, I dealt with most people in town on a consistent basis. News of our marriage had spread quickly, the likely--and only--source being Reverend Pick. There was no reason for him to keep in a secret for there was nothing unseemly about the match. I was just the lucky one to have captured the beautiful Charlotte Anderson.
Seth opened the door to his house at our knock. He shook my hand and nodded his head at Charlotte, offering both of us felicitations. We followed him into the kitchen where his cook, Mrs. Paterson, turned from the stove and wiped her hands on her apron.
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