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By Tenley Lillegard 5:12 p.m. The Barn at Sterling Hills. “Mom, your daughter’s a nutcase.” Lori was only halfway finished with setting the tables when her youngest approached. She spared her a quick glance, noted that she’d chosen to pair a bright fuchsia lipstick with her buttermilk-colored bridesmaid dress, and returned to preening the faux rose centerpiece at table three. “Oh, honey you shouldn’t talk about yourself like that.” “Not me. Casey!” She answered indignantly Read more…

By Zenia deHaven Just as the organist struck the first chord for “Here Comes the Bride,” the electricity in the chapel coughed and died.  This bride and groom were uncharacteristically relaxed on their wedding day. They were not the kind of people to micromanage every dilemma they could get their soon-to-be-wedded hands on. Mistakes happen. Life happens.  That said, they did not expect that a fallen power line four blocks east would fry the electricity Read more…