Patrick tipped his head in Jono’s direction. “What about you? Are you happy?” Jono tore his gaze away from the altar to look Patrick in the eye, seeing the shadows there that had become more prominent since Saturday. In the wake of everything that had happened, the knowledge of what they still had to face, Jono refused to lose the moments, big and small, that were important. “I’ll always be happy with you,” Jono murmured.
