Jeanie
Easter in Vermont isn’t always a beautiful thing. Instead of spring sunshine and flowers, there is more likely to be rain and/or snow and mud.
The morning of Raphael and Beth Segretto’s wedding dawned dark and ominous. But not even the rain could dampen the spirits of the happy family.
Since Gabe didn’t have a car, and he wasn’t allowed to drive anyway, I picked him up in my truck. It was the first time I’d ever seen him dressed up. He stepped off the dilapidated porch looking like a movie star in a charcoal grey suit with a light blue shirt that matched his eyes perfectly. He was shaved, and he’d even gotten a haircut for the occasion.
He looked like a million dollars.
“Geez, Segretto,” I teased as he climbed into my old rusted truck, “you clean up nice.”
He grinned at me,
