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Six months later …

DAN STOOD AT THE ALTAR of the small church that Molly’s parents still attended regularly, waiting patiently for his bride to appear. Molly had chosen to have a smaller service, after her sister Sally’s more lavish affair.

And he was fine with that. Molly knew, just as he did, that the ceremony was only the beginning. He caught a glimpse of white and held his breath. When the music swelled and everyone in the church rose to their feet, he stepped forward eagerly.

The two attendants came first, and he recognized Molly’s sister, Sally, and her best friend, Kara. But he didn’t spare them more than a second glance as he waited for Josh.

When he saw his son, standing right in front of Molly, on his own two feet, no wheelchair in sight, his chest tightened with a mixture of love and fear. Maybe they’d rushed this? What if Josh’s legs weren’t strong enough to hold him? What if he tripped and fell when walking up the aisle with the braces on his legs?

As Josh stepped forward, though, he realized he needn’t have worried, because his son was smiling widely as he made his way down the center of the aisle, his gait clumsy with the braces but each deliberate step like music to his ears just the same. When Josh reached the front, he came over to stand right next to his dad.

“Good job, son,” Dan murmured, putting his arm around Josh’s shoulders. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Dad.” Josh flashed him a broad smile but then focused his attention on watching his soon-to-be new mother, Molly, as she walked down the aisle toward them.

“She’s so beautiful,” Josh whispered.

“Yes, she is.” And all his, he thought humbly as he moved forward to take Molly’s arm, so they could approach the altar together. With Molly at his side, he could face anything the universe had in store for them. This was the beginning of a new life together.

As husband and wife. As a family with Josh.

And he knew, deep down, that their love would only grow stronger with each passing day.