At my sister’s wedding, my parents demanded i hand…

the parents of the bride, Gerald and Helen McNab, would like to say a few words.”

My father took the microphone, and everything changed.

“Thank you all for being here tonight,” my father said. His voice carried across the ballroom. Two hundred guests. Two hundred pairs of eyes. “Before we serve dinner, there’s a special moment we’d like to share.”

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