Good Night, Mr. Knightley – Part 4

Beautiful but Unlikely

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In the end, we did decide to postpone the wedding till Dad could travel, which threw everyone into a fit. It would be the last wedding for a long time in our family; it was my wedding, and I wanted everyone sitting there in a straight line, sitting on their chairs wrapped with white satin, everyone in my line of sight. I wanted our day to be a totally happy one, and I would do everything in my power to make it so. No one was going to run up to me carrying a phone, waiving the receiver at me (Amy, Amy, bad news . . .) as I was starting to walk down the aisle. I don’t want that call; I won’t take that call. I was turning into Mom, trying to organize us out of any unhappiness (. . . out of control, such a…

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