Beyond that she saw Lieutenant Governor Lidden Hartley's entourage clustered around a table laden with drinks and sandwiches. The construction crew lounged by the bulldozers. Kate waved to the foreman who had become a good friend during the project.
Her brow creased when she saw Denise Costanza and her three boys standing next to Janine Tanner, the helicopter pilot, who was chatting with Brigid. Tom Rogan emerged from the driver's seat of a car at the same time that a man who appeared to be a priest got out of the passenger side. Tom nodded to her with a grin and then escorted the priest onto the bridge. Halfway across the structure, rows of white folding chairs were neatly arrayed between huge baskets of flowers.
Kate turned back to Randall. “What's going on? What's Tom doing here?”
“He's my best man,” Randall said.
“What?” Kate squeaked.
“He's my best man,” Randall repeated patiently.
Kate glared at him.
“Having second thoughts about marrying me?” Randall asked.
“Only at times like this,” she said.
“This is your last chance to have them, darlin'. Once you say 'I do,' you're stuck with me for life.”
Kate softened instantly. “I'm counting on it.”
Randall smiled in a way that made her want to laugh and cry at the same time. He strode around to the limousine's trunk and came back to hand her a bouquet of yellow and peach roses.
“I love you,” Kate said.
“I'm counting on it,” Randall said, offering the bride his arm. The entire assemblage of people – the lieutenant governor, construction crew and all – moved to the folding chairs and waited.
As Randall and Kate stepped onto the bridge, bagpipes skirled to life behind them. Randall looked down at her with an expression so filled with love that Kate could hardly breathe.
“You've built your bridge, darlin'. Now we're going to cross it together.”
The End
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