Made In Heaven

Logo for the Fandango Story Starter Prompt

For Fandango’s Story Starter #29, where we build something around the following phrase:

She had thought about and imagined this moment for years, but she’d never expected…

With tears in her eyes, Pam tried her best to control herself. But… she had never liked lilies, even at the best of times, and the plentiful array in the church was trying her asthma to the limit.

He’d decorated the place tastefully for the ceremony, she was forced to admit, but she couldn’t help wanting to have been more involved. But still, an invite was an invite, and she had almost given up hope of seeing her forty-four-year-old Nigel ever even coming close to an altar. Yet here he was, just three rows away.

She’d only met the best man twice before, a funny sort of a chap who both looked and acted strange. But… Nigel’s choice.

As she recognised the imposing church organ strike up Mendelson’s Wedding March, the congregation stood. She blew her nose one more time, before deftly stuffing her hankie up the sleeve of her brilliant white blouse. She had thought they complemented each other well, that and the navy suit bought specially for the day. She smiled smugly. Yes, easily sufficient gravitas for the mother of the groom, although she had, probably wisely, declined the buttonhole for the occasion.

Standing to attention now, Pam watched anxiously as the bride was led down the aisle, looking absolutely resplendent, head to toe in white. Then she sighed imperceptibly to herself. She had thought about and imagined this moment for years, but she’d never expected Nigel to marry a Texel sheep.


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