The scent of jasmine filled the air. A harp and a flute played romantic harmonies in the background.
Our two hearts would soon be joined forever as one.
“I do,” I pledged in a strong, sure voice.
He, however, did not do quite so well in his return pledge to me.
Writing our own vows had allowed me to express some concerns about his one major obsession.
“Do you forsake all others, including Friday night football?”, the minsters voice floated over the crowd.
The horror on my grooms face told me his own ‘I do’ might not be forthcoming.
This little story is linked quite late to Week 75 of Saturday Centus. The prompt is in bold and it uses exactly 100 additional words.
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