It went against all Zeutchian customs for siblings to marry. But the religion of Luben didn’t mind. Not if they loved each other. And Sven must have... proven he loved us all.At the altar, Sven, Kora, Nathalie, Greta, and I knelt. The three non-humans, the three non-Zeutchians, blinked. Then Zanyia knelt beside me. A moment later, Ealaín clinked and clattered as she settled her armored form down beside Kora. Last Aingeal gave a flutter of her wings and drifted down to settle on the ground, shaking. It took almost an hour to convince her that Traci would be okay and she didn't have to jump on the first plane. The call to dad was less intense but not much better. I knew it wasn't my fault, but I still couldn't help feel I'd let them down."Maybe I'd better do the talking," Robbie suggested."Yeah, you're more concise," I said sarcastically, reminding her of a comment she'd made last month."True," she said, opening the door.I considered a comment about three thousandths of a point but decided. "You two know each other?" the woman asked, still looking for her out.I gave it to her. "I'm his wife." The statement directed solely at her,purposely avoiding Kevin's withering death stare."Alright, I might go then." And she did, with haste.Kevin did not try to stop her."Surprise!" I offered apologetically when she was out of earshot."What on Earth...." he begins, looking me up and down. I hope heappreciates the effort."Well you did tell me to get out......" I chirp, taking the recentlyvacated. ‘If it hadn’t been for you…’ I started. ‘No more, I don’t want to hear it. I shot myself in the foot settin’ you up with Sharon.’ I gazed at Carla with confusion written all my face. ‘I thought somehow, someway it might have been me instead of…you know who.’ She looked sad and I genuinely felt sorry for her. After I placed the paper I was returning on her messy coffee table, I just stood in front of her like a deaf mute. This was very much like Carla to express her feelings in a forthright.