Gabriella

I wasn’t sure how Damien did it, but he did. At three o’clock on a Sunday afternoon, sitting on the sofa in our hotel suite and staring into the camera atop Damien’s laptop, we met with a Hillsborough county clerk. As if our middle-of-the-night ceremony wasn’t obscure enough, we were meeting with the county official via Zoom.

It seemed that even the county clerk would make exceptions to rules. Our license was postdated to last ...