Hell with it, he would be there for her even if she didn't want it. He walked over the threshold even with his sacrilegious balloons in hand. The stone inside made him wonder what century the construction had been done. He guessed it was around the thirteenth century from the carving that seemed to glow from the candlelight cast on it. He wandered down the aisle feeling guilty for a second that he had not had the traditional wedding that Ellie deserved as she watched her appear from a side door.
She hung her head with disappointment. "The father isn't here today. He's going to miss his evening sermon, but that's alright as he has a young man who will lead today. We can stay if your feeling religious?"
Henry shrugged. "Not really. It's a beautiful church. But I have many things that I know a sermon will not fix. I'm happy to enjoy the quiet of this church and head back. That's more than enough holy for me."