It was time for the wedding. Indan and the children were dressed in a matching blue outfit, except that Adam's was designed for boys. I couldn't fathom my surprise when Indan had gladly welcomed the idea of going to Mary's wedding with me.
The church had the same building plan as the one I used to pastor and it brought back sweet and delicate memories but for all I knew, this was a perfect way to begin the day.
The organ that announced the presence of the bride began to play and the congregation turned their heads in that direction. According to Mary, the pastor joining them was her father and even if she hadn't mentioned it, it wouldn't be so hard to tell, especially seeing how well she resembled the man. I'd thought she was Ariana's copy but I couldn't be more wrong.
"Dad, will my wed
