The rehearsal went well, almost too well. Father Michael was amazingly efficient, that Gabe and I just had to watch the audience from time to time and field an occasional question from a member of the family. Terry looked glum and stiff as usual. Dean looked happy and relaxed as always, and I caught him looking at me a few times.

However, all I could focus on was Yvonne.A strained smile sat permanently on her face as she walked down the aisle with her father, Bill, and she ...