Tymber Dalton - It's a Sweet Life

And Grover would walk her down the aisle and give her away.

They’d decided she would legally marry Ben. Even though he’d already resigned from the department, she could get coverage through his health insurance.

And she’d already made peace with the fact that she didn’t care which man had fathered her children…or which one might father any future children. They were both the fathers, just as they were both her men.

She blinked as they stepped out the door and into the sunlight.

“Looks like the fog’s finally lifted,” she noticed.

Sachi, who’d grabbed Libbie’s train as she emerged from the building, waved her toward the car. “Fog, schmog. We’ve got a wedding to get to.”

Grover and the driver helped her in, followed by Mandaline and Sachi, before the driver closed the door and they departed for Grover’s house. Between the Johnson brood and her friends and customers, there were over a hundred expected to swarm the house and property.

Luckily, Sachi had suggested renting portable toilets to handle everyone.

It wasn’t until Grover and Libbie paused at the end of the aisle and she looked down to where Allan and Ben waited for her that she finally accepted her dream was coming true. With the wedding processional music softly playing, the crowd stood and turned to It’s a Sweet Life 269

watch her approach.

“Grover?”

“Yeah, sweetie?”

She smiled. “I think you don’t need to worry about needing your woodchipper anymore.”

He laughed and squeezed her arm. “No, baby doll, I’d say those boys have done more than right by you. You happy?”

She nodded. “Happier than I’ve ever been.”

“It’s a sweet life.”

Libbie happily sighed. “It sure is.”

THE END