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their mother? Cherry tried to remember how Laura Trask had looked the few times she had seen her. Did the twins have delicate noses like hers? Determined chins? Bowed lips? Had they remained petite like their mother, or become tall and raw-boned like their father?
    “If you keep chewing on your lip like that, you’re going to gnaw it right off.”
    Startled, Cherry let go of her lower lip and turned to find Billy behind her.
    “Here,” he said, handing her a bouquet of gardenias. “I got them from a vendor out in front of the chapel. I thought you might like to carry some flowers.”
    “Thank you, Billy.” Cherry took the bouquet with a hand that shook. “I guess I’m a little nervous.”
    “Me, too,” he admitted.
    Cherry wished he would smile. He didn’t.
    “The bouquet was a lovely thought.” She raised it to her nose and sniffed. And sneezed. And sneezed again. “I must be— achoo! ”
    “Allergic,” Billy finished, the smile appearing as he retrieved the bouquet from her and set it on an empty folding chair. “Forget the flowers. There are blooms enough in your cheeks for me.”
    “You mean the freckles,” Cherry said, covering her cheeks with her hands. “I know they’re awful, but—”
    Billy took her hands in his and kissed her gently on each cheek. “They’re tasty bits of brown sugar. Didn’t anyone ever tell you that?”
    Cherry froze as a memory of long ago came to mind. She was sitting on Big Mike’s lap at the supper table. He was alternately taking bites of vanilla ice cream and giving her ice-cold kisses across her nose and cheeks, making yummy sounds in his throat and saying, “Your freckles sure taste sweet, baby.”
    Her throat tightened with emotion, and she looked up, half expecting to see Big Mike standing in front of her.
    But it was Billy, his brow furrowed as his dark eyes took in the pallor beneath her freckles. “Are you all right? You look like you’re about to faint.”
    Cherry stiffened knees that were threatening tobuckle. “I’ve never fainted in my life. I don’t expect to start now.”
    “Are you folks ready?” the minister asked.
    “Last chance to back out,” Billy whispered to Cherry.
    The sound tickled her ear, but she managed to stifle the inappropriate giggle that sought voice. This ridiculous wedding ceremony was serious business. “I’m not backing out. But if you’ve changed your mind—”
    “I haven’t,” Billy interrupted her.
    He tightened his grip on one of her hands and released the other, leading her down the aisle to the makeshift pulpit at the front of the room.
    Throughout the ceremony, Cherry kept repeating two things over and over.
    Those little girls need me. And, This is the last time I’ll be disappointing Zach and Rebecca. Once I’m married, I won’t be their responsibility anymore.
    She was concentrating so hard on convincing herself she was doing the right thing that she had to be prompted to respond when the time came. “Cherry?”
    She turned and found Billy’s eyes on her. Worried again. And I won’t be a burden to Billy Stonecreek, either, she added for good measure. “What is it, Billy?”
    “Your turn to say I do.”
    Cherry gave Billy a tremulous smile and said, “I do.” It was more of a croak, actually, but when Billy smiled back, she knew it was all right.
    “Rings?” the minister asked.
    “We don’t have any,” Billy replied.
    The minister pulled open a drawer in a credenzabehind him, and she heard a tinny clatter. To Cherry’s amazement, the drawer was full of fake gold rings.
    “Help yourself,” the minister said.
    Cherry watched Billy select a plain yellow band and try it on her finger. Too small. The next was too big. The third was also a little loose, but because she wanted the awkward moment over with she said, “This one’s fine, Billy.”
    “That’ll be ten dollars extra,” the minister said.
    She saw the annoyed look that crossed Billy’s face and pulled the ring off. “I don’t