Sessel's Story, Chapter 6

It has been awhile since Sessel  has  made an appearance. If you want to catch up, here's when the first five chapters were posted:
Chapter 1 November 2, 2018
Chapter 2 November 12, 2018
Chapter 3 December 3, 2018
Chapter 4 December 5, 2018
Chapter 5 December 12, 2019

​Minneapolis, June 1922
“Can you believe it? I’m getting married in a week!” Cecil fidgeted in her dress while Christine, her mouth full of pins, was trying to mark the hem just above the ankles, in the latest, daring fashion.
“Will you be still, Cecil? Your dress will have the most uneven hem ever.” Christine was exasperated, but also excited for her best friend. She hoped that Cecil’s engagement would inspire Henry to propose to her.
Cecil didn’t want a fancy dress. Ever practical, she told Christine, “no one will notice or care what I am wearing. This is a serious ceremony. Clarence and I will be wed. That’s what’s important.”
“Do you think Clarence is nervous?”
“I am sure he is. Henry said he was pacing and puffing on his pipe like a steam engine.” Henry and Christine were standing up for the young couple.
“My sisters Serena, Bertha, and Anna are coming tomorrow. And my brother Osmund, too. Oh, how I wish Ina could be here. And Nils. But he’s in California. Can you imagine?” 
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The morning of June 24, 1922 was bright and clear; a rare day of low humidity in the summer. The Hennepin United Methodist Church was filling with friends and family. Decorations were simple. Clarence smiled when he was Cecil down the aisle.
“All these people are here for us? I don’t want any fuss.” Cecil looked at her family and worried.
“Hush Cecil. You should be happy. This is a joyous occasion,” Serena scolded her sister. “It’s nearly time. I’ll go find my seat.”
After the ceremony, Cecil, Clarence, and their friends and family gathered for a celebratory lunch. Cecil and Clarence strolled the garden, talking and laughing.
“Where should we live?” asked Cecil. “Do you want to stay in Minneapolis?”
“There’s land available for homesteading in Iowa.” Clarence explained in his slow, steady way. “I’ve a mind to move there. I can find work as a carpenter and we can have a small farm.”