EPILOGUE:
Cary and I were married three weeks later. The ceremony was just as I had always imagined my wedding as a little girl. I felt like a princess as I walked up the flower-strewn aisle to Cary who was waiting up at the top with a huge smile on his face. As the judge, my grandfather, handed me over to Cary his face was the picture of contentment. May looked gorgeous in her bridesmaid's dress, as did Holly, even with her pregnant stomach. Aunt Sara was so proud. Later on, at the reception she told me "I just wish Jacob were here to see this. He would have loved it." I raised an eyebrow. Somehow I doubted that Uncle Jacob would have loved it, but I didn't want to spoil Aunt Sara's mood.
As we did the bridal waltz Cary said "This reminds me of the engagement party where we danced. I've been practicing a bit since then- I've only stepped on your toes twice."
"Three times." I corrected him with a laugh. "Cary I am so happy. For awhile there I thought this wasn't going to happen."
"You're telling me." Cary said. "But let's not think of the past anymore. Let's think only of the present and the future."
For our honeymoon we went to Hawaii and spent a few lazy days on the beach and in bed. Only once since I'd returned to Provincetown had I allowed Cary and I to make love, and that had been the night he'd come to Holly's to tell me he loved me. It wasn't long after we returned that I began to feel sick. I thought at first it was just all the excitement of beginning married life, but when I missed my period I decided I had better go to the doctors after all. He confirmed my suspicions. "Mrs. Logan I am delighted to tell you you're pregnant." My due date was traced back to around Christmas time, give or take a few days.
As I drove home a terrible thought occurred to me: What if this wasn't Cary's baby? What if it was Billy's? I put the thought out of my mind; convinced it was Cary's. And when I told him the news I had never seen anyone so happy in my life. That alone made me decide that no matter whose child it was Cary was going to be the Dad.
Cary and I were married three weeks later. The ceremony was just as I had always imagined my wedding as a little girl. I felt like a princess as I walked up the flower-strewn aisle to Cary who was waiting up at the top with a huge smile on his face. As the judge, my grandfather, handed me over to Cary his face was the picture of contentment. May looked gorgeous in her bridesmaid's dress, as did Holly, even with her pregnant stomach. Aunt Sara was so proud. Later on, at the reception she told me "I just wish Jacob were here to see this. He would have loved it." I raised an eyebrow. Somehow I doubted that Uncle Jacob would have loved it, but I didn't want to spoil Aunt Sara's mood.
As we did the bridal waltz Cary said "This reminds me of the engagement party where we danced. I've been practicing a bit since then- I've only stepped on your toes twice."
"Three times." I corrected him with a laugh. "Cary I am so happy. For awhile there I thought this wasn't going to happen."
"You're telling me." Cary said. "But let's not think of the past anymore. Let's think only of the present and the future."
For our honeymoon we went to Hawaii and spent a few lazy days on the beach and in bed. Only once since I'd returned to Provincetown had I allowed Cary and I to make love, and that had been the night he'd come to Holly's to tell me he loved me. It wasn't long after we returned that I began to feel sick. I thought at first it was just all the excitement of beginning married life, but when I missed my period I decided I had better go to the doctors after all. He confirmed my suspicions. "Mrs. Logan I am delighted to tell you you're pregnant." My due date was traced back to around Christmas time, give or take a few days.
As I drove home a terrible thought occurred to me: What if this wasn't Cary's baby? What if it was Billy's? I put the thought out of my mind; convinced it was Cary's. And when I told him the news I had never seen anyone so happy in my life. That alone made me decide that no matter whose child it was Cary was going to be the Dad.