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2021-02-25 05:02:47Ruth looked adorable in her pink dress, which hung to the floor, nearly tripping her as she danced around her parents. Kelly had stood beside Meg, along with Grace, and Charlie had been proud to have both Walter—who turned out to be every bit as silly as Charlie had described—and Quincy on his side.
Now, it was all over, except for the reception. Then, Meg would return to Charlie’s house—the house they would share together—and embark on a new adventure, that of being Mrs. Charles Ashton.
“Meg Ashton,” she said aloud, once the last of the well-wishers had moved along. “What do you think?”
Charlie was already grinning from ear to ear, but his face brightened even more. “I think it sounds remarkable.”
“That’s my name now, you know? Meg Ashton.”
“What about Mary Margaret Ashton?” he asked, leaning close to her ear.
“Heaven’s no. That&rsquo
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