Tank steps beside Ash. I wave my free hand over my face. Oh gosh, this is just too much. Jenny gives my hand a little tug, letting me know she’s right here by my side.
Everyone gasps when Kelsie and Dan begin walking down the hill toward the aisle. “Oh my god, I can’t. I just can’t,” I say, gripping my chest. “I’m going to die of happiness,” I whisper to my friend.
“Always so dramatic,” she teases.
Both of us are in tears by the time Dan hands my daughter over to her soon-to-be husband.
Everyone sits back down, and Ray stands, giving Dan his chair. Dan gives me a kiss on the cheek as the music begins toplay again. Jenny looks around. This time she’s the one who’s confused.
Ray steps beside Tank, straightens his suit, and then waits for his bride.
“Is …?” Jenny follows his gaze, her words frozen in time.
Jackson steps out of the warehouse and holds out his hand, and then Maggie appears.
Jenny lets out a sob, falling backward. Raffe catches her, holding her upright.
Everyone begins to cheer because fuck, this is epic, even for the club. Three weddings in one day. I look at Lexie, and she is straight up ecstatic. She’s so happy to be sharing her day. What a difference the club has made on her.
I lean over and whisper in Jenny’s ear, knowing the club is slowly healing her too. Just like it did me. “Surprise,” I sing-song.
She grabs me, hugging me tight.
“I have missed you,” she whispers.
“I’ve missed you too.”
Chapter Fifty-Two
Raffe
Iwatch as my son walks his grandmother down the aisle. He’s so proud, and so am I.
“Look at our baby boy, Rachel.”
Jenny turns toward me as if she’s read my mind. “Rachel would be so proud,” she says. “I know I am. Look at him. He’s so handsome.” She turns back to watch him give her mother’s hand to Ray.
It’s quiet as everyone waits to see if the music will play again, but the only tune playing is coming from the wind chimes from across the lake.
Everyone turns toward the sound. I rub my hand over my chest, sad that not everyone can be here today.
The ceremony is simple but beautiful. As it’s coming to an end, Jenny jabs me in the ribs. I look down at her. She stands on her tiptoes and whispers in my ear, “Is that a chicken?”
My head pulls back, and she points to the little girl hiding under the chairs across from us. “How did she smuggle a chicken in here?” I whisper.
I try waving to get Willow’s attention, but she’s crying, zoned-in on her brother. She’s been over-emotional with the baby due any minute and the brother she once believed was dead getting married. I get it.
I try to get Elizabeth’s attention, but no luck. Her eyes are glued on Lexie. Fuck.
“I’m going to go over there. I’ll go around,” I whisper to Jenny.
She nods, craning her neck to look at our naughty little granddaughter.
I hear Carson ask his brother if he’s really seeing a chicken as I hurry past them.
Not good. Not good.
I get all the way around the rows, and just as I snag her around the ankle, the chicken breaks free. He runs right behind the couples getting married, clucking loudly, happy to finally get away from the girl who loves it a little too hard.
