W is for Wedding

    

  The music began.  A vision in white, she glided towards him.  His stomach churned as he glanced at Valerie waiting stoically across the aisle, staring at her bouquet. 

     

    It was then he knew. 

 “I can’t marry you.  Not when I love Valerie.”

    Mortified and enraged, Debbie slapped him hard, kneed his nuts, and ran away.

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