Louis and Lyla had finished asking August questions about school and August decided to ask a question that he had been holding in for a while.

"Dad, there's a picture in your guitar case of you and a couple guys playing on a stage. Who are they?"

"Oh, they're my bros...we were in a band." Louis answered, looking into space, reminiscing the days years ago. August saw the look on his face and regretted asking because Louis had a sad look on his face.

"Dad...sorry for asking," August apologized.

"No, thanks for asking, man. I needed the memories..." Louis stopped talking abruptly and went to the phone and started dialing slowly.

"Hey, Nick, what's up....yeah, I miss the old days, too....how's life? Pretty good. Hey, my son, August, we found him a while ago....wanna come here? I'm sure my son would love to meet you and Marshall.....okay great! See ya then." Louis hung up the phone with a smile.

"Nice to talk to him." Then he dialed something again. "Hey, Marshall, it's Louis, your little bro. Call me back, please." Louis hung up the phone, this time not smiling. "I got the answering machine, but I could tell that Marshall was there - I could hear his breathing on the other line...I don't know." Lyla gave him a sympathetic, loving smile.

"What's the matter, Dad?"

"Years ago, I quit our band. Now my brothers are..well...unforgiving, angry at me." Louis said, fighting back tears and not succeeding very well.

"Aw, dad. So is your other brother - Nick, right? - coming?" August tried to create a positive feeling in the room.

"Yeah, he's coming. He said he'll get back to me about the details."

"Well, that's good." August said. Louis and Lyla were exchanging looks, but August couldn't tell what they were saying through the looks. Finally, the expression-talking ended and Lyla smiled and spoke out loud.

"August, Louis and I have been talking about...well, family. And both of us agree that we should get married, and soon. But we felt that since you are our son, that you should have a say in this as well. What do you think?"

There was an unbearable moment of silence in which August thought of the perfect words to say. Finally he answered with tears in his eyes:

"I say that that would be the most perfect, amazing, wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. Ever."

Louis and Lyla shared another one of those looks, and Louis nodded.

"Hey, son, what do you say about...maybe...Saturday as our wedding day?"

Well, seeing as it was Thursday, August had no trouble answering.

"Yes, no later please!"

"And would you like to be our best man?" Lyla asked, her eyes shining.

"Yes, I would most honorably be your best man!" August had a smile almost as big as when he first saw his parents at the concert. This was all turning out too good. He thought of himself a couple months before and almost couldn't remember what it had been like as a "student" of Wizard's.

"And I have a nephew and a niece named Steven and Sophie who I think would be perfect as ringbearer and flower girl, and would be happy to do it." Louis added.

"And I think that my neice, Angela, would love to be another flower girl. And, of course, the bridesmaid is going to be Liz..."

The happiness in the room was unmeasurable. Three human beings were in the room, overloading with happiness, yet it seemed like three butterflies: flying with joy and freeness.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

*This chapter is partly dedicated to Jonathan Fan for his idea to have August meet Louis' brothers, and so will the chapters in which August actually DOES meet Marshall and Nick.

*Also, I don't know much about weddings, so if anyone can give some facts on what weddings are like and how they go and everything, that would be helpful!