"That was…fun," Zelda said with a slight chuckle as she flipped on the lights in the house, sitting her purse on the table near the door.

"Okay…stop," Dobie sighed. He knew she was joking, but he really had tried to make their second honeymoon as special as the first one, even if it hadn't turned out the way he planned. "How was I supposed to know the place had gone downhill so much in forty years?"

Zelda smiled. They had remarried just a few days before, on what would have been their forty-fourth wedding anniversary, and Dobie had gone out of his way to make reservations at the same hotel a few towns away where they had spent their first honeymoon. It was sweet, but when they arrived to find the place old, broken down, and practically deserted they could do little more than laugh. "You're right," she kissed him on the cheek. "It was a sweet gesture. So what if they haven't updated the place in forty-four years…it was nostalgic."

Dobie laughed, "I don't think they'd changed the sheets in forty-four years." He put his arms around her and pulled her close to him, "It was nice spending that time with you though." He kissed her softly.

Zelda nodded, "That was nice," she agreed. "The wedding was nice too." They walked hand in hand into the living room and sat next to each other on the sofa. She leaned her head on his shoulder, amazed at how much she had missed doing that over the last five years, and grateful for this second chance.

"It was…for a city hall ceremony," Dobie agreed.

Zelda looked at him with wide-eyes, "Our first wedding was at city hall, and you didn't mind that."

"I know," he nodded. "But I always wished you could have had something better…nicer."

"That's sweet," she smiled. "But as long as I was with you…the ceremony never mattered…not then or now."

He held her a little tighter, "Georgie seemed happy, didn't he? And the girls seemed in shock."

"Well it's not every day you see your grandparents get married," Zelda laughed. "And yeah…Georgie was happy. He was hurt by the divorce…more than anyone."

"I know," Dobie admitted. "I always felt awful that he was so hurt."

"Me too," Zelda sighed. "I wish Gwen could have come. I know she's busy closing out her office and getting ready for the move, but I missed her. It would have been nice to have her at the wedding."

"Yeah," Dobie agreed. Then he laughed, "But she was at our first wedding, so I guess it's not a big deal."

Zelda rolled her eyes, then she laughed. "Funny…" she joked. Then she leaned closer and kissed her husband again. Gently pulling away from the kiss she smiled, "I am so glad we got married again."

"So am I," Dobie smiled. He looked at his watch and sighed, "It's getting late," he motioned toward the stairs. "We should go to bed. Workers are coming to clear out the store tomorrow."

Zelda looked at him sadly. She knew closing the store was the right thing to do. They'd had no choice, and besides, now Gwen could use the space for her new office when she and her fiancé came home for good, but she also knew Dobie was heartbroken to say goodbye to the place. The going out of business sale hadn't been easy, but actually removing everything from the building…that was going to be worse. "Dobie," Zelda said softly. "I'm so sorry."

Dobie shook his head, "It's fine," he cleared his throat. "It was time. Besides, this is a way for Gwen to come home and you know how important it is to have her back."

"I know," Zelda agreed. "But I also know this is hard for you…it's hard for me. Heck, we spent most of our married lives running that store."

"And we'll spend the rest of our years together doing other things," Dobie said seriously. He took her hand and stood up slowly, "Now let's go to bed." As she followed him up the stairs, Zelda felt a knot in her stomach. Dobie was hurting and she knew it, and the fact that he refused to admit it worried her. He had been acting like closing the store was no big deal, and she knew his heart was breaking over the loss.