She had only asked him to walk her down the aisle on her wedding day.
A gesture, a pride, a bond forever
On the morning of the ceremony, dressed in the neatly fitted ivory dress, she had taken Jean's arm. Just before moving forward, he had leaned into her ear and whispered: "I'm so proud of you. »*
The tears had come without warning.
Some bonds don't need to be explained to be absolutely real — they are built in silence, over time, with a fidelity that words will never really match.
