Thursday photo prompt: Pillars #writephoto

Many thanks to Sue for setting another challenge this week:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/3193846/posts/2003190301

“I’m sorry, but we can’t do that”.
‘But they’re in the way!’
“I’m sorry” he repeated “but they can’t be removed. The building is almost two hundred years old and it would be a travesty to the architectural design.”
She stamped her foot.
The venue was perfect for her dream wedding.
She could see herself walking up the aisle on the arm of her father, guests both left and right, totally in awe of her entrance, the five hundred thousand dollar dress, and her fifteen little flower girls.
“I don’t care!’ she pouted. ‘I want them taken down so that the congregation can see me. Besides, they’re casting so much shadow, they’ll spoil the photographs!’
Keeping his composure when he really wanted to slap her across the face, he said
“I am sorry Miss. But you will have to find an alternative. This is a monastery, not some film set with plastic columns that can be erected or dismantled at will.”
‘DADDY! ‘ she shouted. ‘Tell this buffoon I want my wedding here, and I want those pillars demolished!’
Flashing his cosmetically enhanced smile, the billionaire put his arm round the Monk’s shoulders, almost cutting off his ear with the diamond on his pinkie in the process, and fished out his wallet with his free hand.
‘How much?’ he asked with a leering grin.
The Monk shrugged the offending arm off in disgust.
‘You can’t afford it.’  he said.
Then he walked away and closed the door in their faces.