Page 42 of Beauty and the Baker

Georgina gave him a little laugh. “I am, my husband.”

As they walked down the aisle, Georgina thought she caught a glance of Mrs. Pennyworth sitting in the last pew. Next to her was an older man in dusty clothes.

She could see Mrs. Pennyworth wipe her eyes and the man tilted his head towards her. He then clasped the woman’s hand and they disappeared into the air.

“Did you see that?” Georgina asked.

“I did. They finally found each other.”

“Just like us.”

“Yes. Exactly like us.”

Charlie led her through the doors of the church and out into the sunshine. The sun was warm on her face. She closed her eyes and lifted her chin towards the sky.

Her future was beautiful, after all.