Then he turned and saw me and smiled, and I kept walking.

“Who gives this woman?” the officiant asked, reading off her card.

“She does,” Ryan said.

Laughter went down the rows, and Ryan didn’t smile at all, which made it worse.

Ethan said his part and got all the way through it.

A woman in the front row blew her nose into a folded handkerchief and apologized to the person beside her.

“Do you have the rings?” the officiant asked.