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Robert and William Campbell looked up to see standing before them Adrienne Campbell, large as life and twice as loud. William flinched visibly, and was still trying to find the right words with which to introduce Adrienne when she stepped forward, brushing him aside and smiled at Robert.

“Right,” said Gerald. “At the dentist they take something out. Here you get to put something in. Get my drift, eh?”

“Don’t mind your Uncle Gerald, boy. He means well, but he should have been dropped on his head as a baby. It’s not entirely his fault that he’s about as much use as a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest. Is there… anything you want to ask me before the ceremony? I mean, I am a married man…”

Gerald blinked a few times and then moved away in the general direction of the punchbowl, looking just a little confused. As always. William looked at Robert and shrugged.

“You’ve been through the rehearsals,” said William reassuringly. “Nothing to worry about. Just say the words, kiss the bride, and it’ll be all over before you know it. Remember you have to lift the veil first, though. You’d be surprised how many people forget that. Sometimes I think we’re getting a little too inbred. Brace up, not long to go now.”

“Hello, Robert. I’m Adrienne, Finlay’s wife. I’m the one you’ve probably been warned about, and you should believe every word. Mostly they try and keep me away from public functions on the grounds I embarrass them. Personally, I’ve never been embarrassed in my life. Fortunately for you, they couldn’t keep me out of a wedding this important. You come with me, dear. There’s someone I want you to meet.”

Robert smiled politely, and just a little desperately. He had the look of a small animal caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. He pulled at his frock coat to straighten it and fiddled with his cravat. His dresser had assured him he looked both dignified and fashionable, but he wasn’t sure of either. He felt very much he could have used a stiff drink or several, but William wouldn’t let him. Valentine had offered to slip him a little something, but he’d declined. He didn’t think he was ready to deal with one of Valentine’s little somethings. Probably no one but Valentine was.

“Do try and at least look cheerful,” said William to young Robert. “This is a wedding, after all, not the dentist’s.”

William Campbell was …….

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