We all surge in. Eli pulls me close, and I end up halfway smashed onto his chest; his heart presses against mine, racing. I close my eyes, knowing I might not be able to touch him like this again this weekend. Not until we have some distance and that reckoning fades away. “I love you all,” Adam says, and for the first time today he’s choked with emotion. “We haven’t found an officiant yet, so I don’t even know if Grace and I are going to be officially married today, but whatever happens, thank you for everything you did to make the good parts even better.”
