made the right decision in marrying John.’’
‘‘I feel the same way about Mark.’’
Aunt Milly hugged her tightly. ‘‘You’re going to be very happy, my dear.’’
A N HOUR LATER Shelly and Mark stood at the front of a packed church with Pastor Johnson, who’d known her most of her life. He smiled warmly as he spoke a few words, then asked Shelly to repeat her vows.
Linking hands with Mark, she raised her eyes to his. Everyone else faded away. Aunt Milly. Jill. Her mother. There were only the two of them. She felt a jolt of pure joy at the love that radiated from Mark’s eyes. He stood tall and proud, his gaze eagerly holding hers, the love shining through without doubt, without question, shining through for her to read. Shelly knew her eyes told him the same thing.
Later, Shelly couldn’t remember speaking her vows aloud, although she was sure she did. The words came directly from her heart. Directly from Mark’s.
They’d been drawn to this place and this time by forces neither fully understood. Shelly wasn’t entirely sure she believed Aunt Milly’s wedding dress was responsible, but it didn’t matter. They were there out of love. She didn’t know exactly when it had happened. Perhaps that day on the beach, when Mark first kissed her. Something had happened then, something that touched them both.
The love that began as a small spark had grown andflared to life until they’d been brought here, to stand before God and family, pledging their lives to one another.
To love. To cherish. All the days of their lives.
It was enough. More than enough.
All the characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all the incidents are pure invention .
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in the Internal Market and in other countries .
First published in Great Britain 2008
by Harlequin Mills & Boon Limited,
Eton House, 18-24 Paradise Road, Richmond, Surrey TW9 1SR
© Debbie Macomber 1996
ISBN: 9781408904268
‘‘I feel the same way about Mark.’’
Aunt Milly hugged her tightly. ‘‘You’re going to be very happy, my dear.’’
A N HOUR LATER Shelly and Mark stood at the front of a packed church with Pastor Johnson, who’d known her most of her life. He smiled warmly as he spoke a few words, then asked Shelly to repeat her vows.
Linking hands with Mark, she raised her eyes to his. Everyone else faded away. Aunt Milly. Jill. Her mother. There were only the two of them. She felt a jolt of pure joy at the love that radiated from Mark’s eyes. He stood tall and proud, his gaze eagerly holding hers, the love shining through without doubt, without question, shining through for her to read. Shelly knew her eyes told him the same thing.
Later, Shelly couldn’t remember speaking her vows aloud, although she was sure she did. The words came directly from her heart. Directly from Mark’s.
They’d been drawn to this place and this time by forces neither fully understood. Shelly wasn’t entirely sure she believed Aunt Milly’s wedding dress was responsible, but it didn’t matter. They were there out of love. She didn’t know exactly when it had happened. Perhaps that day on the beach, when Mark first kissed her. Something had happened then, something that touched them both.
The love that began as a small spark had grown andflared to life until they’d been brought here, to stand before God and family, pledging their lives to one another.
To love. To cherish. All the days of their lives.
It was enough. More than enough.
All the characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all the incidents are pure invention .
All Rights Reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. This edition is published by arrangement with Harlequin Enterprises II B.V./S.à.r.l. The text of this publication or any part thereof may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, storage in an information retrieval system, or otherwise, without the written permission of the publisher .
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the prior consent of the publisher in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser .
® and ™ are trademarks owned and used by the trademark owner
and/or its licensee. Trademarks marked with ® are registered with the
United Kingdom Patent Offi ce and/or the Offi ce for Harmonisation
in the Internal Market and in other countries .
First published in Great Britain 2008
by Harlequin Mills & Boon Limited,
Eton House, 18-24 Paradise Road, Richmond, Surrey TW9 1SR
© Debbie Macomber 1996
ISBN: 9781408904268
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