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The day Caleb and I got married, the small yard was strung with warm yellow fairy lights.
Grandpa invited the whole town—Mr. Rodriguez and his family, Mrs. Martinez, and the owners of the Chinese restaurant.
I wore a simple white dress rented from David's Bridal.
Not Vera Wang, not Oscar de la Renta, but beautiful in the California sun.
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