"Mama, this dress isn't going to work."
"Masyn, honey, you're walking down the aisle in five minutes. It's going to have to work."
"I don't know how I let you talk me into this. The courthouse would have been much simpler." Not to mention cheaper.
After Lee asked my daddy for his blessing, my mama had gone hog wild planning the only wedding she'd ever get to be involved in. It didn't matter that I wanted to keep it small or that I wasn't interested in having a ceremony in a church. In her mind, there was only one way to do things, and now, here we sat, six months, two weeks, and four days after Lee proposed.
We were in the same church Lee and I had bailed Beau out of seven months earlier, and I sat in the same room I had that day, as well. Only this time, I wasn't surrounded by snott
