The ceremony was beautiful. Everyone gathered at Dirk's house to watch the two get married. Just before they exchanged vows, however, the sky grew dark and rain started falling.

"Don't worry," Darren called, as he and Cassandra made a dash for the garage. "I think I see something that might help."

"Oh, Dirk," Lilith sighed. She put her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her. "Of all the days it had to rain—why today?"

"I bet I know why," Dirk smiled. "What else that you've dealt with in the last few months seems like rain?"

"What else," Lilith repeated. Then she realized—

"Tears," she replied. Then it occurred to her what he was saying. "You don't suppose—"

"I do," Dirk smiled as he kissed her tenderly. "That's Angela, looking down upon us, and crying because she can't be here."

"But," Lilith said, "is she happy for us, too?"

"I'm sure she is," Dirk replied.

Before long, Darren had returned—with a folding awning. It didn't take long to set up, and when it was finished, you'd never guess it was raining on Dirk and Lilith's wedding.

By the time the wedding was over, the rain had stopped and the clouds had started to break, letting the sunlight through. One particular ray chose to shine down upon the happy newlyweds.

"Do I sense another kiss?" Lilith guessed, as the ray warmed their faces.

"You took the words right out of my mouth," Dirk laughed. "I'm beginning to sense that it's not hurting so much."

"Oh, I'll always miss her," Lilith said, "but no, it isn't hurting quite as much."

"Well, good," Dirk said, giving her a hug. "The pain will be gone before you know it."