Saturday, July 7th
Jamie had been a nervous wreck all day. He received his wife's name and that was it. Molly Clarke. Molly. He liked the sound of the name. She sounded sweet. Lovely. Cute. Maybe she liked knitting...but really it wasn't a lot to go off of, and it wasn't helping that they agreed to just go for it. Not even meet beforehand, just meet at the chapel. Though he thought that maybe it was better this way. Just like his mother said when he was a little boy, it was like taking off a band aid really quickly instead of peeling it away slowly. "Breathe," He muttered to himself at the alter with his eyes closed. "Everything is going to be fine. She won't run in the other direction. She won't...be with you and then leave you for a football player." At that moment he opened his eyes and saw that the priest was watching him talk to himself. "Hi there. Just a little nervous," He tried to explain. Maybe he would be the first groom in Evergreen to pass out even before he met the bride. It was very hot inside the chapel. Even with the A/C. Jamie tugged at the collar of his rented outfit from the Vow. Clearly it was more formal than a cartoonist was used to.
He looked out onto the congregation. There were a few people trickling in, although they must have been from her side of the family. Or maybe they were witnesses from the Vow. Either way, they weren't his family members. Jamie told his brother where he was going, and what he was doing...but he was it. Granted, knowing Caleb the entire family probably knew the instant that he hung up the phone with him. But he hadn't even told Caleb where this place was. It wasn't that he didn't love his family. He did. However, he knew his family. Nothing was ever simple. His sister's Sybil's wedding took almost three years to plan because every one of his siblings, aunts, and uncles had to put in their two cents. Jamie couldn't deal with that. Nor could he deal with the question about his father's side of the family. Should they invite his father's other wife to the wedding? What about those half brothers and sisters that he hadn't met yet? No it was too complicated. This was short, sweet, and simple. Right to marriage. Right to his future. He would call his mother in the next few days. And Indiana wasn't too far from Ohio. They'd visit. He hoped that his family liked her...and he hoped that he liked her too.
Jamie glanced at the clock wondering if she had changed her mind already. Maybe she caught a look at the other guys who were getting married in the next few days. Maybe she threw her line back out for more fish. But there was a little voice inside of his head that said, "Or maybe, you're about to meet the love of your life." He smiled a bit to himself. Why couldn't he believe that? They had been matched together after all. And she wanted what he wanted as well. Why couldn't think be the beginning of something beautiful?
Jamie was pulled out his thoughts when he heard the doors in the back of the chapel creek open. He held his breath, waiting.