Tuesday morning was sunny and cool. It was the perfect day for looking at venues. The leaves on the trees were just now beginning to change color, and they painted the world in a lovely palette of warm, cozy colors. Fall was the perfect time of year to get married.

"Are you ready?" Alessandro asked, staring up at the steeple of the building.

I wanted to call it a church, but it wasn't a church anymore. Someone had purchased the building after it stopped holding ...