Like a lot of girls Ellen had thought about getting married. Well that is she’d thought about what it would be like to fall in love and to have someone fall in love with her, and sometimes she’d thought about the hoped for wedding day itself. But the wedding day Ellen had dreamed of was turning out to be nothing like the real thing now that it was finally happening.
In all her girlish day-dreams things had never been on quite the grand scale today was promising to be, she’d always imagined a simple low key affair or even a registry office do. It was true that the real thing now it was here looked picture perfect, but that being said today wasn’t quite the hearts and flowers situation it appeared to be.
In all Ellen’s imagining of wedded bliss naturally there had been a groom, but his face had always been a bit of a mystery. Now that face was all too real and not a face she would ever have imagined as being that of her prospective husband. Who would have thought her mystery groom would turn out to be Laurie? Only a short three months ago she would have roared with laughter at the very idea, in fact that’s exactly what she did do . . . at first.