the preacher asked for rings, Thomas stepped forward and handed me Anna’s ring, which I’d resized for Martha.
“I, Caleb,” I said, voice thick, “take you, Martha. And Thomas. And Clara. And Lucy. And Emma. And Samuel. I take you all to be my family. To protect and to hold. As long as there is breath in my lungs.”
I kissed her. And as our lips touched,continue reading …