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“It took a while, but I guess peach isn’t such a bad color after all,” she conceded.

“See I told you.”

Months ago we had a knock down all out screaming match, about the bridesmaid dresses, which she had adamantly refused to give any ground on. Eventually we both made concessions.  I agreed that a six-inch hemline was too much and Paula accepted the color scheme. I turned my attention back to the mirror, and stared into it seeing the image it reflected back to me but knowing there was more hidden in its depths. If I could just get to it, I thought, if I could just see the person behind all this.

“You can’t drown in it, you know,” Paula said, interrupting my musings.

“Do you think he really loves me, maybe he’ll realize he’s making a mistake, maybe he’ll discover… ”

I yelped when she pinched me.

“Ouch! Was that necessary?”

“It was. Your hallucination is a very serious problem, I needed to snap you out of it,” she replied.

Maybe she was right, I should simply relax and let today happen even if it does seem too good to be true.

I met Samuel Shine at law school. We both were in the same Patten Law class, at Georgetown University.  I remember the first time I saw him, our professor Dr. Onabam locked my soon to be husband out of class on his first day. I still remember Dr. O’s motto “If you’re five minutes early you’re on time, if you’re on time you’re late.” He turned to the class and asked us if he should let poor Sam in, the male portion of the class voted yes but the women were a little hesitant.  He jokingly opened the door and Sam graciously walked in very apologetic and made a point of never being late again.

“LeeAnne, everyone is ready and dressed.  Are you ok? You look lost.”

My sister’s voice was filled with concern.

“I’m fine Joi, just nervous.”

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