It was perfect.
There was a roasted pig. And they got married right at the water’s edge. The sun wasn’t out, exactly, but it was slightly warmer than the day before. Everyone cried. Poetry was read. My sister was the most beautiful woman on the planet.
She now has a husband, my mother has a son-in-law, Hannah and I have a brother-in-law and the world has a new reason to be extremely optimistic.
The Internet is very slow. I must pack my suitcase. Good job.