Alexander Burke

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Just as I turned around to welcome my parents, my dad’s husky voice broke from behind. “Why didn't you come with your wife?”

I took a deep breath and before I could respond, my mother chimed into the conversation. “I hope we aren’t late for the wedding?” She asked, changing the subject.

I shook my head, responding with a small smile. “No, ma. The wedding doesn’t start until noon.” I pulled my mother into a warm embrace before opening the trunk ...