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married.  This time the marriage that was after her wedding day was her primary focus.
    By the time Max was there to pick her up, she was fully dressed and ready to go.  She sat in the lobby of the hotel , waiting on one of the couches provided for guests with her bag beside her.  Instead of the long white gown she’d worn for her first wedding, she wore a pale pink dress and a poke bonnet with netting.  It wasn’t her first marriage, so she didn’t feel comfortable wearing white, and she didn’t want anything to be like her previous wedding.
    Max smiled down at her, taking her hand and helping her to her feet.  “You’re the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen,” he said, his voice husky with emotion.   His eyes searched her face through the pale pink veil covering it.
    She smiled up at him.  “You don’t mind that I didn’t want to wear white?”
    He brought her fingers to his lips before leaning down to pick up her carpet bag.  “Not at all.”  His voice dropped to a whisper right beside her ear.  “I’d have been happiest if you’d worn nothing at all, but that would have shocked our guests.”
    Harriett blushed as she followed him out to the buggy, surprised that he’d said something so bold to her before the wedding.  If he was this bold now, what would he be like once they were married?
    On the drive to the church, she asked him about the ceremony, which she’d had nothing to do with planning.  “You know, I’m not sure.  My sister handled it.  I told her we wanted a morning wedding and the church should look pretty.”
    Harriett stared at him in amazement.  “How many guests will be there?”   Did he have any clue what was going to happen at their wedding?
    He shrugged.  “Probably a lot, but I really didn’t ask her.”
    She let out a short bark of laughter.  Arthur had been very particular about what he’d wanted from their wedding and everything else they’d done in the year they were married.  He’d chosen her clothes for her and chosen what hairstyle he wanted her to wear.  He’d even chosen who she could have stand up with her at the wedding, and she’d accepted it all as normal.
    When they got to the church, he helped her down and with a quick shake of his head when he saw Higgins waiting for her, went to the front of the church while she remained at the back with Higgins.  She knew he didn’t understand her closeness with the man who had been her butler for the past ten years, and she really wasn’t willing to explain it all.  Eventually he’d have to know the whole story, she knew, but for right now, he needed to accept that she needed some things a certain way.
    Higgins looked down at her as the music started to play.  “Are you sure you want to do this?”   His eyes looked worried as they searched hers.
    Harriett nodded slowly.  “I care for him, and I want children.”  She put her hand on his upper arm to reassure him.  “He’s a good man, Higgins.”   She wasn’t sure if she was reminding him or herself as her heart pounded, trying to jump out of her chest.
    He nodded warily.  “I certainly hope so.  I’ll be around if he isn’t.”
    “Thank you.”  Harriett had relied on Higgins for so long, she couldn’t imagine her life without him.  He had become a second father to her, and she loved him as such.  She only hoped she could make the adjustment from leaning on her butler to leaning on her husband.
    Slowly, she walked down the aisle of the crowded church, clutching Higgins arm a little too tightly through his suit jacket.  Once they reached Max, they stopped, and she waited as Higgins put her hand in Max’s.  When the preacher asked who gave the woman in marriage, Higgins hesitated for a moment before answering, “Apparently, I do.”  His voice was gruff and emotional as he said the words, and Harriett saw a tear in the corner of his eye.  She smiled at him reassuringly before turning her attention back to