The WeddingToday is the wedding day. Anat and Dan have been waiting for a long time. But the wait was to plan the perfect wedding. No, Anat never called her parents to say she was engaged. She cried that her grandmother wasn’t around to with her. But she knew she is watching over her.
The outdoor setting looked beautiful. Dead flowers wall all over. Most guests arrived in all black. The photographers were taking photos of Anat and Dan. Both were wearing black. As was Jerry, the ring bearer. Marc was perched up in a tree, Alana was walking the venue. Jen was so happy she made amends with Anat and was in the wedding party.
The wedding party started walking into a medley of Bauhaus, the Cure and the Sisters of Mercy. Anat walked down the aisle by herself. She knew she had no one to give her away. Her parents gave her away at birth. Joy Division’s “Love will Tear Us Apart,” followed by “She’s Lost Control,” ushered her in. She looked at Dan, whose parents walked with him to Depeche Mode’s, “Somebody.” The rabbi began the ceremony. The glass was broken. They kissed and the festivities started.
Drinks were poured. Photos were shot. Finger food was munched on. Despite Marc’s special request, liver was not served. Not that’d he would have dined on it. Jerry was all smiles with his family. He knew he’d be okay. He wanted a sister. He figured they’d find her in Prospect or Central Parks. Cute he is.
The bell rung to go to the formal dining setting. Black tablecloths, plates adorned the tables. Alana was sipping Kishor red. Marc was still in his tree. He heard a noise. He was in the distance the extra calvary standing guard in the background. A herd of might bison were now present.
Even Jay came to destroy the wedding the bison would have him for dinner.
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Originally published at http://mitchellthoughtsblog.wordpress.com on July 10, 2022.
