She loved him.
Perhaps she should have found out if the feeling was mutual before organizing the surprise wedding.
Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
She loved him.
Perhaps she should have found out if the feeling was mutual before organizing the surprise wedding.
As he adjusted the cumberbund on his tuxedo, he thought of her, how they’d known her all his life, been in love with her for most of it, and what a great wife she was going to be. He straightened his tie, opened the door, and walked down the stairs where his best friend greeted him with, “Ready to go be my best man?”
“I’ll never be married,” mused the middle-aged woman as she sipped on free champagne and watched with shameful bitterness as a toddler in a tuxedo chased a group of newborn ducks. “I’m going to become one of those angry spinsters who’s mean to children and gives her cats people names.”