The man who stepped in when my father refused to walk me down the aisle

I saved the recording to my phone. Friday was the rehearsal dinner.

Franco arrived forty minutes early. Of course he did. The catering staff was struggling with a folding table. Franco took off his jacket and helped without being asked. Later, during dinner, he stood to make a toast. He held his glass the same way he held a chisel. Firmly. Seriously. ” Marcos laughed. ” Franco pointed at him. ” Everyone laughed. Then Franco looked at me. ” More laughter. ” He paused. ” The room became quiet. Franco swallowed. ” Jimena lifted her napkin to