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The wedding loomed closer and all Tay could do was think of storm clouds.
It was the usual nightmare, what started off as a quiet intimate wedding had been steam rollered by his future Mother in Law, and now there were going to be over 500 guests, 495 of which he wouldn’t know.
All he could envision was a train wreck of a day which was exactly what he and Marcie had wanted to avoid.
‘Penny for your thoughts?’ she said sleepily beside him.
‘Nothing. Go to sleep.’
She propped herself up on one elbow and asked
‘You’re not having second thoughts are you?’
‘About marrying you? No. It’s just………’
So he did.
They had that kind of relationship, and two hours later fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Next day, Marcie came home all excited.
‘Sorted!’ she announced.
Tay looked at her as she waved an envelope in his face.
‘You love me right?’
‘Yes, I do.’
‘And I love you. yes?’
‘So we are going to have a quiet wedding as we planned and Mum can have her circus.’
‘You, my darling, and I are going on our ‘honeymoon’ two days early, and getting married on the beach. I got the flights changed!’
‘Your Mum will have a hissy fit! You can’t do that!!’
‘Don’t worry about Mum. She loves a drama, and don’t forget she owns the catering company. Besides, knowing her it will all be tax deductible anyway’.
Written for Dylan’s First Line Friday challenge: