Forward March

The music began and the ceremony was starting.  She took her Dads arm and began the wedding march into the church. After the second step down the aisle she realized she was stepping on the front of her gown, it was too long.  She tried to gracefully lift her skirt… she felt every eye on her.  Getting about half-way down the aisle she could see the groom.  He looked so handsome in all white.  He had a big grin on his face, and she couldn’t help but grin too.  This really was happening; she was finally marrying her true love.


(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ceremony

I Don’t

The ceremony started right at one o’clock with the groom and groomsmen entering the church. The bridesmaids entered and the music grew louder signaling the bride to come in. Everyone turned in their seats to see her enter, but she wasn’t there.

The bride stood in front of the mirror in jeans and a t-shirt placed the note on the table and quietly went out the back door. She would not put up with the lies anymore. She had suspected an affair, but today’s truth was too much. He could be with the other women. She felt so free now.