Thursday, August 27, 2015

August Starter Sentence Courtesy of Michelle Davenport

“You don’t have to go through with it if you don’t want to.”

I glanced up from fussing with my dress slightly shocked.  This was not what I expected to hear.  I expected last minute words of wisdom or more likely some sort of joke.

He repeated himself.  “You don’t have to go through with this if you don’t want to.  We can call it all off.  It’s not too late.  And no one will think any less of you.”

I smiled at him as he tugged at his collar.  The air conditioning would have to go out on the hottest day of the year.  
“Oh but I do Daddy!  I love him!”  I assured him.  I knew what he was thinking.  That I’m only eighteen and I seemed to be rushing into this.  He wanted to be sure I was doing what I wanted and not what was expected.

“All right then.”  He grinned at me as he offered my arm and the music started.  “Let’s get this show on the road.”

I grinned back at him and took his arm.  I could see his smile get even bigger as we walked down the aisle, but I was too busy making sure I didn’t step on the hem of the dress he’d helped me pick out only a month earlier.  The nerves had kicked in and I could feel everyone looking at me. 

“Breathe.  They’re supposed to be looking at you.”

I chuckled.  I knew that, but I wasn’t much for attention. 

“I love you George,” he whispered just before he handed me off to my husband to be.

“I love you to Fred,” I replied with a smile.  I was about to change my last name, but with that simple exchange my dad had reassured me that I’d always be his little girl.