Book3:WereMyDreamIs
thealtar.Theoandingierofthefrontrowwasheavilyveiledwhiletheveilsoftheothersixteenyoungwomenhadalreadybeenturnedback,revealingtheirbeautifulfaces.Theoldpastorkhattheveileddywasthebride,theoneforwhomthisweddingceremonywastobepreformed.Healsomarveledattheexquisitecharmofthisgroupofyoungwomen,whoseloveliness,forckofsuitablewords,couldonlybedescribedassacredahereal.Theoldpastorclearedhisthroatandsaidsolemnly, “Theweddingceremonyisabouttobegihebrideandthegroomtaketheirpcesplease.”Alovelyteen-agedgirljustohresholdofyoungwomanhoodsteppedouttoleadtheheavilyveiledbridetoherpcebeforethealtar. “Wouldthebridegroomstepuptothealtarplease?”requestedtheoldpastor.Therewasnomovement.Heagainintonedhis