Chapter 5
"Lt.Harmon Rabb, Sr." Mac spoke softly, almost a whisper. She continued to tenderly trace the name on the granite wall with her finger. She reached into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out a small picture, the one of her and Harm in Afghanistan. She gently stuck it onto the Wall near the name. She smiled. "Lt. Rabb, sir, Dad…" Those words flowed easily from her mouth. "Can I call you that, sir? I'm Sarah, Sarah Mackenzie, but I think maybe you know that…I'm going to marry your son, Harm, today. I think you know that, too. I just want you to know how much he means to me, how much I love him, and I plan to live the rest of my life with him. He's a wonderful man. You had a lot to do with that, sir. You've been such an important part of his life… I know you are proud of him because I know I am. He's my best friend and my soul-mate. He's been there for me when no one else has. Gave up his Naval career for me once. And I want to be there for him. I'd follow him to Hell and back, sir…To Hell and back. I want to give him all the things he wants out of life, a home, a family…I don't know if I can, but I want to give him children…he'll make a great father."
Tears slid down Mac's cheek as she turned her head to look back at Harm and reach her arm out to him. He had been standing close enough to hear some of what she had been saying. His eyes swam with tears as he stepped closer to her. He stood behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist. He reached up to touch the picture Mac had placed in the Wall before wrapping his other arm around her. He smiled at her and placed a chaste kiss on her cheek.
"Dad, I guess you've met Mac, Sarah.Yeah, she's The One. I've told you about her. She followed me to Russia, Dad.Not once, but twice." Mac placed her hands on Harm's and smiled. "She's the one who found me in the Drink. I'm going to marry Mac, Dad.I know you'll approve. I gave her the engagement ring you gave Mom. She said you'd understand. Mac's my world. She's what keeps me from flying off the edge of the world. Dad, I want to spend the rest of my life with this Marine. " Harm took Mac's hand in his and reached up to the cold granite. Together they traced the name one more time. The letters took on unusual warmth as they did so. The wind fluttered Mac's hair, just a little, and they both would have sworn they heard Lt.Harmon Rabb, Sr. say 'Semper Fi! Go Navy!' Harm and Mac looked at one another knowing, as they often did, what they other thought.
Mac reached up to give Harm a kiss. Not one of those little kisses that they had shared so often that day, but one deep and strong, yet truly tender. When the kiss finally broke, Mac smiled and said softly, "I think I've just been given your Dad's blessing." Harm brushed away another little tear from his Marine's cheek.
Still standing on this hallowed spot, Harm took Mac's hand in his. As they looked into each other's eyes and then at the name of Harm's Father on the Wall, Mac softly spoke. "I, Sarah MacKenzie, take you, Harmon Rabb, Jr, to be my husband…
"And I, Harmon Rabb, Jr., take you, Sarah MaKenzie, to be my wife…
Again a slight breeze ruffled Mac's hair as Harm wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer to him before looking again at his Father's name. Mac knowingly smiled and nodded. She placed a kiss on her fingers and touched the letters etched in granite. Even though neither of them was under cover, they both snapped to attention, saying, "Aye,aye,Sir",saluted. and executed a crisp 'About Face'.
Together, arm in arm, they walked slowly back to the SUV. Standing in front of the vehicle, Harm held Mac in his arms, gazing deeply into those amazing chocolate eyes. "Thank you, Sweet Thing, for sharing your day with my father." Said Harm, just as his cell phone began to ring.