Page 81 of Shores Of Your Heart
“June …”
“I dropped the ball, January.”
“What happened?”
“Remember the movie we watched?”
“Green Card?” I asked, my eyes narrowing as I tried to make sense of her words.
“Mom, ready?” Lennox and Will came up to us.
“Later,” June whispered, moving aside before I could stop her.
I smiled at my sons, though my heart was hammering inside. What did she mean? Did she marry someone for …
“Mom?”
“Ready,” I said, still smiling. The twins were handsome men in their suits.
They had been amazing when I had told them about Oliver. “Mom, you and he said all the right things to make us believe you were just friends, but the way you looked at each other was almost as revolting as Will and Stephanie locking gazes,” Lennox had said. “But he’s a good guy. I have a radar for those.”
Charlie from Sandy Hills, who was a minister, officiated. My sons led me down the impromptu aisle to the sound of Ruby Tuesday. I walked toward the man who looked directly at me, and the world might have blurred for him as it did for me, but he was no longer an outsider looking in, separated from everything by a sheet of ice. I had kicked it down and melted it. He was Oliforever, my moon, my northern lights, and I was his north star, his sunshine girl.
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