Aki planted her feet in the dirt. The violet flowers wiping in the soothing wind. She watched her little girl, eyes flutter as the Joseph lifted her veil. Aki held the tree’s bark, pricking at the wood. As she admired Joseph, over the years his face masculine, his jaw more sharp at the edges. His chin more sturdy. He was now a man. Although the thing that changed most was his curls faded away, for it grew long, flat, and appeared thin. He took hold of Autumn’s hands rubbing his fingers in her velvet gloves. Autumn left Joseph’s gaze as she examined his scars that stayed on his knuckles. She understood this was a new change in her life. A new life. The man began to read the words of the old book on the cover said a word that Autumn did recognize. She recalled Aki reading a book titled Bible.