Auntie and the others weren’t happy with the quick shots the maids took of us, so she went ahead and called a professional photographer. She had them take a ton of photos of Roger and me, plus family portraits and some video clips. She was super insistent about getting it all on film.
"We still need to have a grand wedding," she said. She’s mentioned it about ten times already. I just laughed.
"I’m not letting that slide!" my dad added.
Roger and I traded looks. He looked like he was about to start crying again. I wiped his tears away and stole a quick kiss. He smiled, looking at me with so much tenderness.
"Right, in-law?" Auntie asked my dad.
"Exactly. I’m not letting them get away without a proper church wedding and a real reception!" Daddy said.
"Maybe we should book it tonight?"
