MEGAN HUNT

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“I didn’t have a maid of honor, you know,” Teddy mused, her eyes as distant as the horizon. “It didn’t seem right to have someone other than you there… Maybe that’s why I never wanted a real wedding.” So many stories had passed them both by, absent and unvoiced. And Megan - somehow, somewhere along the harrowing way, she had become a mother. How had they done so much living without each other? Years of waiting and wasted days - but they had survived it.

Teddy turned to Megan at last, her smile sad but true: “Anyway, you didn’t miss much; just City Hall and my pager going off in the middle of it. But I do wish you had known the man I married - Henry Burton.”