Frederic wore his nicest suit and a bow tie that Clover had decorated for him in school last year with little spots of color. It seemed appropriate, at least to him, as they were becoming a family and he wanted to make sure his son felt important on this very significant day. Karen's dress was very pretty, and so was she, as always, but he had a feeling she was in a tizzy all morning. He asked Clover to go play with (aka coo and make funny faces at) Harold and Niamh and drew Karen aside, lowering his voice. He gently took her hands in his and squeezed them reassuringly. "Everything will go smoothly," he said softly, "but if you want..." He swallowed nervously. "There's still time to go back to Whitby instead."