The day we plan for …wedding day. The magic time was 3. Betty and Jonathon a pair of thirty year olds with 200 family, friends, and somebodies brought along. The church and tower filled to over flowing with teal and white.
The din of the crowd inside the church is almost overwhelming. The nervous group of brides maids look themselves over. They are giddy. In other room, the groom party is starting to celebrate early.
The preacher is lighting the candles. The photographers are digging in their positions. The organist starts to tap a couple of notes. Babies are starting to fuss. Time is crawling to 3pm.
From the back of the church, a door pops open. Jonathan is choking on anxiety. He’s making a run away attempt. This is just way too much.
“Oh my god! Betty… she’s gone. . How could she leave like this? ”