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The church pews start to fill as I stand in silence, watching the family members file in. Normally I can smell the incense but today I notice it's absence. It's cold, as it always is at St Michael's. Jackets and coats stay on despite the drenching they've received from the rain outside. Didn't get the weather.

There's Rebecca, my Rebecca. She's seems ok, doesn't look too nervous. Her dad is holding her arm pretty tight. I'm glad he's well enough to make it.

It's time for me to leave. I don't think I want to see my casket coming in.

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    D.M. about 9 years ago

    You got me. I thought it was a wedding until the last line.
    Good one!

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    Jonathan Royan about 9 years ago

    Glad it took you till the end :-)

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    Michael D. Brooks about 9 years ago

    Didn't see that coming. Nice twist.

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    Jonathan Royan about 9 years ago

    Thank you :-)

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