Standing on a wide stool with her bridesmaids making final adjustments to her dress before her wedding to Alfred, Penny Hingham faced the full-length wood framed mirror, admiring her reflection through a thin white mesh veil. Her dress was made of fine Belgian lace and had long sleeves and a full poofy skirt of fine satin. On the bodice that flattered her voluptuous hourglass figure was a sash wrapped around her petite waist that tied in a large decorative bow in the back. Her veil covered her face and had a tiara of silver and cubic zirconia diamonds, which was fastened by combs to her fiery red hair that was styled in a classic chignon. Once you stepped down from the stool, your bridesmaids gasped in awe at how beautiful a bride she was.
"You look so beautiful, Penny!" Beatrice, your maid of honor, cooed with her hands to her mouth. You looked at her dress, a light purple long-sleeves gown, and smiled--any shade of violet complimented her golden blonde hair perfectly.
"You do, too, Bea," Penny answered. A bridesmaid took her hand and led her to the garden, which served as the backyard of Alfred's small mansion.
"Come now or Alfred will think you've gotten cold feet!" she urged.
After being led to the beginning of the aisle of rows set up facing the trellis arch where she and Alfred were to be married, the bridesmaids wished her luck as they processed down the aisle with the maid of honor leading them. Each of them held a bouquet of lavender flowers and pink roses. When the time came for Penny to walk down the aisle, she took a deep breath and clutched her bouquet of red and white roses tightly as she walked slowly toward the minister and Alfred, the groom, who were standing under the trellis arch. The bridal march was played by two renowned violinists from France; Francis (France) made this particular contribution to his ally's special day. Penny looked ahead and saw Alfred look at her through his large, gleaming glasses, and she saw he was properly dressed for the occasion in a black tuxedo and bow tie. Once she got to the arch, Alfred took Penny's hand and kissed it, trying to be a gentleman to his new bride.
"You look beautiful," he said to her before the minister began reading from his book.
"Dearly beloved, we all gather here today to witness the union of Alfred Jones and Penny Hingham," he began.
Penny was nervous inside, but she knew that Alfred would be the best husband in the world. The two had met as young children and they maintained close contact through the years. They had dated for a brief time in high school, but rekindled their flame just two years before their wedding. Though it was somewhst tumultuous, they still were very compatible with each other.
"Do you, Alfred Jones, take Penny Hingham to be your lawfully wedded wife; for better or for worse, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" the minister asked.
"I do," Alfred replied.
"And do you, Penny Hingham, take Alfred Jones to be your lawfully wedded husband; for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" the minister asked the bride. She nodded softly.
"I...I do," she said shyly. Vows and rings were exchanged by the couple, and the minister concluded the rite.
"If there are any present who object to this union and feels that these two should not be married, speak now for forever hold your peace," he declared. No one responded--it made Penny feel better knowing that people were happy for her on her marriage to Alfred.
"Alright then," the minister whispered. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Alfred moved closer and picked up the veil that covered Penny's pretty face. After looking into her sparkling green eyes, he leaned down and kissed her, embracing her while doing so. People clapped, but then there was one more announcement.
"I now present Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Jones," he said. As Alfred and Penny walked back to the entryway, people threw rice at them, but out of nowhere came red rosebuds. Alfred looked over and saw Francis toss them at he and his new wife.
"Thanks, Francis!" he said.
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