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No words, just the melody. The doors of the Lucia ballroom opened. Caleb walked first.

He walked slow. He held the rings in both hands. He kept his eyes on Matteo at the front.

Matteo kept his eyes on Caleb. Then I stepped out behind him. I held my son’s hand.

I looked down the aisle. In the third row on the left, Matteo’s cousins. In the second continue reading …