Chapter 27. Changes

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Contains mild sexual content describing foreplay on a wedding night

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Contains mild sexual content describing foreplay on a wedding night.

Friday, April 6, 1945

The knock on the bedroom door was followed by Winnie Barnes' voice. "You boys okay in there? Do you need help with anything?"

Bucky opened the door, his tie deliberately undone. He smiled at his mother.

"I could use some help with this. Steve's hands are shaking too much."

She smiled back, knowing full well he was capable of doing up his military uniform tie, while Steve grinned and shook his head. There was no comment from her, she just fixed the tie up and tightened it against his collar, before smoothing her hands over the lapels of his uniform.

"Thanks, Ma, it looks perfect," he said, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. "Maybe check Steve's tie as well."

She looked at the man who was like a second son to her, hurrying over when he faced her with his arms open. It was obvious his tie was perfect, but she still touched it, patting him on the chest.

"Still not used to how big you got," she said. "Your mother would be so proud of the man you became."

"Thank you for being there for me after she died," he answered, leaning down to give her a kiss on the cheek. "You're family to me."

"Now, you boys get downstairs before the taxi arrives," she said, at the door.

"Yes, ma'am," they both replied, in unison, making them chuckle.

"You ready?" asked Bucky.

"I am," smiled Steve. "We're getting married, Buck. Both of us."

With a pat on each other's back the two lifelong friends went down the stairs, joining Bucky's parents and sister in the parlour. His father had a brownie camera and placed the two men so the light from the window illuminated them. Then he took a picture of them. Next, he put Winnie and Rebecca next to them, snapping another picture. After showing Rebecca how to take a picture he posed with them and Winnie.

"I better save some film for the girls," he said.

"After the ceremony could you take a picture of us in front of the Brooklyn Bridge?" asked Bucky. "Gladdie was never on it until the day I brought her home for dinner. It would be nice to have it in the background."

"Sure, son, we can do that. Any word from her parents?"

Bucky shook his head. "Her father was pretty definite that he wanted nothing to do with her. I phoned her Ma, but she didn't say yes or no. How could they do that to her? Their own daughter."

George put his hand on Bucky's shoulder. "I don't know, son. Don't you worry. We're her parents now and when you go back to Europe, we'll take care of her."

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