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Confessions of Mary 12> Late for the wedding this story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 1150 words) [12/17] show all parts

Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: Mar 05 2011Views / Reads: 558 / 420 [75%]Part vote: 9.00 (1 vote)
The following tale concerns something that happened in the USA, when I attended my older sisters wedding. She had moved there five years beforehand, and met her soul mate within three years.
 


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What with the weather in California being hot, and the wedding set for early afternoon, I decided to lounge around the pool for somewhile, before getting changed, and then having my hair done. In as much as it didn't need cutting, it nonetheless required some styling; especially in view of the occasion. Anyway, because I was still on London time I somewhat dozed off; only to then wake up later. Whereupon, I realised, with just an hour to go, that I would be late to get my hair done. And so quickly phoned the salon and cancelled the appointment.

Hurriedly going upstairs, I applied my make, before getting dressed. Just then the phone rang. And picking it up, I realised it was my sister, Jean, who sharply asked me: "what are you still doing there, Mary? Shouldn't you be at the hairdressers?" "Sorry sis, but what with the jetlag (I'd only arrived two days earlier), I dozed off when I was relaxing around the pool," I explained. "The only problem is my hair, which could do with some attention," I told her. "That's okay, Mary, if you hurry up over here, my stylist will fix you up, allright," she says. "Okay then, sis," I rejoined. And putting the phone down, I grabbed my purse and car keys, and set off for Jean's place.

As I drove along the wide roads; not like back in London, England, were some are so narrow, that, if you park just one car, it's hard for two oncoming cars to get through; I wondered if I would ever be as fortunate as Jean, and one day find my soul mate, and eventually get married. ...

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